Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 660



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660. Flowers blooming on the seagull (6)

At this point, the people who had been lined up in front sat down on their mats.

The clash between the Mudangpa and Haenampa was exciting, but then one of the traitors suddenly appeared and muddied the waters.

But the story that the man was a Shaolin monk was enough to pique their interest.

What was important was the relationship between Shaolin and Hebei Pengjia.

As far as the martial artists knew, it was safe to say that there was no connection between Habukpengga and Shaolin.

However, there was a situation where a monk from Shaolin asked the four Confucian scholars of Hebei Pengjia to become his disciples.

Of course, there were some who found this situation absurd.

It was a matter of disarming and sending up those who attended the hero competition.

But in this sudden situation, I felt like I was a third party guarding this place.

Of course, he was equally curious about this situation.

It was when everyone was looking at Hanbin and Muyeong with eyes full of curiosity.

Muyeong continued speaking.

“Is this really your first time seeing me?”

The random questions started again.

Hanbin continued speaking with a smile.

“As I said before, this is my first time seeing it. I’ve never even been near the Shaolin Temple.”

“But how did you know I was a member of Shaolin?”

It was a sharp question.

Now, even the onlookers are nodding their heads in agreement.

Hanbin said nonchalantly.

“Well, I asked the evil chieftain to bring a high priest from Shaolin. So, of course, it would have to be someone from Shaolin.”

“Is that the only reason?”

Muyeong’s eyes lit up as if he was testing Hanbin.

Hanbin continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“Isn’t what you have just unfolded the Dharma Three Jewels?”

“hmm.”

“Isn’t the highest level of Shaolin’s enlightenment technique, which originated from the legend of Dharma Sambo, coming from all of India to the Central Plains?”

Hanbin’s words caused the surroundings to become abuzz again.

That would be the case, since the Dharma Sambo was the highest level of enlightenment technique that only the greatest disciples in Shaolin could master.

The surprise was short-lived, and they looked at Hanbin and Muyeong with strange eyes.

No one has ever seen the Dharma Sambo of Muyeong.

It could be said that Muyeong’s speed was that fast, but on the other hand, it could also be said that there is no evidence that Muyeong unfolded the Dharma Sambo.

The martial artists who were watching decided to go with the latter.

Among them were some of the greatest masters.

But it was absurd that a master of the highest level could not see the movements of another unmanned unit.

Hanbin was no exception to that suspicion.

There was no martial artist who did not know the name Habukpangga.

The important thing was that no one knew the face of the four princes from Habukpengga.

In short, in their eyes, this situation looked like a set-up.

But their curiosity did not wane.

Even though it was a showdown, I was curious about what would happen next.

Then Muyeong continued speaking.

“You have good eyes. I don’t think you recognized the other people here… … .”

“I’m a little better with my eyes closed.”

“I guess that tone of speech is familiar.”

“I hear that a lot. But why did you come here?”

“Didn’t you tell this friend to bring the high priest over? That’s why I came.”

Mooyoung pointed to Akpilseung.

Hanbin shook his head at that sight.

“The monk I was talking about is not an old man.”

“I alone am enough.”

“It’s not enough.”

“Haha, no matter how many times I listen to it, the voice sounds familiar.”

Hanbin shrugged his shoulders as Muyeong narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

At that time, Akpilseung stood close to Hanbin.

Akpilseung noticed Muyeong’s expression and then pulled Hanbin a few steps away.

As if that wasn’t enough, Akpilseung whispered to Hanbin in his ear.

“My lord, it is clear that this person is senile. But strangely, in his dreams, he appears to me… … .”

Hanbin had to hide his expression as Akpilseung continued to speak.

After hearing the story, it turned out that Muyeong had also seen the same scene that Hanbin had seen during his meditation training.

then?

He said that it was just a dream image training, but it was no different from reality.

Thinking this far, Hanbin felt a chill down his spine.

The Muyeong in front of me now was an extremely persistent person.

It was right to leave the gratitude in my dreams as a dream.

If you pretend to know something here, you could get your nose pierced.

“hmm.”

Hanbin swallowed without realizing it.

Because what was important now wasn’t who Muyeong was.

It was important to bring Ambassador Ilji to this position.

Muyeong was not needed in Hanbin’s plan.

All that was needed was a diary entry.

Hanbin quietly turned his head and looked at Muyeong.

Muyeong kept nodding his head as if he understood something.

Hanbin looked at him and his eyes lit up.

Because something came to mind that I had to ask Muyeong to do.

It was when Hanbin took a step closer to him.

Akpilseung grabbed Hanbin’s sleeve.

“Master, you must help me. I don’t want to be a monk.”

“You can relax, my lord.”

“You promised.”

“of course.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin stood in front of Muyeong.

The onlookers watched Hanbin and Muyeong with bated breath.

Even the Haenam faction’s warriors, who had been fighting with the shamans just a moment ago, were sitting there watching.

Hanbin suddenly became a spectacle.

Even in an absurd situation, Hanbin didn’t lose his smile.

Hanbin, standing in front of Muyeong, continued speaking nonchalantly.

“Ambassador Muyeong? Can I call you that?”

“What does it matter what you call it? When a flower blooms, it bears fruit. The process is not important.”

“What kind of flower has bloomed?”

“The lotus flower of fate has bloomed. And it is here at Haegumji.”

“Haha, it feels a bit strange. But what is our fate?”

“If it’s a priest’s fate, what else could there be?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

Hanbin lowered his voice slightly.

At that sight, Muyeong also tilted his upper body slightly.

“Tell me.”

Hanbin continued speaking with a soft smile.

“Since we’re on the subject… … how about we make a bet?”

At those words, Muyeong’s face brightened.

It was the expression Hanbin had been expecting.

The fact that Muyeong and Hanbin had the same dreams meant that everything was their real experiences.

In other words, it was said that there was no one in the world who knew Muyeong as well as Hanbin.

The relationship between the two during the hundred days in the dream was that strong.

In the dream, Muyeong was a person who liked to bet.

Although Hanbin liked betting just as much, the important thing right now was to keep his power from being revealed.

Even to the non-partisan Taoists.

The same goes for Muyeong.

How can we carry out Hanbin’s will while reassuring the shamanist Taoist?

It’s like putting Muyeong in a bet.

At that moment, Muyeong answered with a big smile.

“A bet… … Okay. If I win, you become my disciple. And the guy over there has to become my grandson.”

“Okay, but if I win, you have to do me one favor. And don’t talk about me being your disciple or your grandson.”

“Good. You decide on the event.”

“Can I really decide?”

“Haha. Do I look like someone who can say two things with one mouthful?”

“yes.”

“Haha, if you become my disciple, I’ll have to fix your eyes first.”

“I will decline.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin was about to snap his fingers but then stopped.

When I thought about it, it seemed like I had to be careful about even these small actions.

Seol-hwa quickly ran over when she saw Han-bin’s gaze.

“Confucius, please speak.”

“Bring me the fifteenth bundle.”

“Don’t worry.”

Seol-hwa nodded and disappeared, leaving behind the sound of fallen leaves crunching.

Mooyoung’s eyes deepened at that sight.

Muyeong only smiled faintly and did not open his mouth.

The silence between the two further piqued the curiosity of the onlookers.

Someone said.

“What on earth are you trying to do?”

“How can someone who has eaten some rice cakes not understand the situation like this?”

“What does that mean?”

“Can’t you tell what they’re trying to do just by looking at them?”

“How would I know? At first glance, it looks like you’re joking… … .”

“You are far away.”

“What do you mean far away?”

“Anyone can tell that he’s a pharmacist who comes every time there’s an event in Gangho.”

“A pharmacist?”

“After gathering all eyes like that, they’ll probably sell fake elixirs. Well, if it’s not elixirs, they’ll probably sell something else.”

“A pharmacist risks his life like that?”

“Let’s see if what I’m saying is right or wrong. You can place a bet.”

“Then what should I bet?”

The onlookers continued to discuss the situation, spitting out words.

Su-un, the non-partisan, looked at Han-bin with a serious expression.

He was at a loss as to how to resolve this situation.

The one in charge of the Haegeomji is Suun.

But he didn’t understand the situation.

The thief, the merchant, and even the fourth son of the Habuk Peng family showed up, and now they were even starting to play a game of betting.

It is a well-known fact to Su-un that the fourth son of the Habuk Peng family wears red military uniforms, but it is not true that all the sons of the Habuk Peng family who wear red military uniforms are considered to be the Four Princes of the Habuk Peng family.

Not everything was certain.

As the onlookers said, if he was a pharmacist, it would have been right to kick him out right away.

However, Su-un found something incomprehensible about their actions. Adding to that, his curiosity grew, and he was now looking forward to what would happen next.

As everyone’s eyes were shining, Seolhwa appeared.

Seolhwa unpacked her bundle in front of Hanbin without any hesitation.

What appeared inside the bundle was a Go board.

Mooyoung smiled as he looked at the Go board.

Even after seeing that smile, Hanbin nonchalantly held out the Go board in front of him.

Muyeong opened his mouth with a kind smile.

“It’s clear you don’t know me.”

“What does that mean?”

Hanbin tilted his head as if he didn’t know. Of course, Hanbin knew what Muyeong meant.

When choosing the best national players in the Central Plains, people like Hwangbo Mancheong and the Zhuge Liang family are often mentioned.

Hanbin also has no intention of raising any objection to their words.

But the world of Gangho was wide and deep.

Hanbin saw the best noodles in the Central Plains during his last training session.

He was none other than Muyeong.

Muyeong revealed that he had been practicing perfection for several decades.

But Hanbin couldn’t believe it.

During the 100 days of mental training, I played quite a few games for him.

While playing against him, Hanbin felt a wall between them.

During the training period for the perfect wall, I became convinced that what Muyeong was looking at was not just a wall, but a Go board.

To that extent, Muyeong’s skills were great.

Even though he used his wisdom, he lost the game, so it was not Hanbin’s mistake.

But when he handed over the Go board, it was inevitable that Muyeong’s face would brighten up.

Muyoung’s smiling lips opened.

“I don’t know. But would it be okay if I bet on baduk?”

“I don’t want to play baduk.”

“What does that mean?”

Muyeong opened his eyes wide.

The onlookers were equally bewildered.

“What does that mean? You’re not going to play Go on a Go board?”

“But you lost the bet. Aren’t you a pharmacist now?”

“Just wait a minute. I’m sure he’ll sell drugs. Aren’t you already tempted? Have you ever been this focused?”

“Haha, now that I hear it, that’s true.”

Despite their misunderstanding, Hanbin placed a small box containing stones on the Go board without changing his expression.