Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 19



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Martial arts

Ma-ui didn’t learn martial arts properly. It was because his level was too low, and because he had already become a doctor, he wanted to see the end, and most importantly, because it was too late.

But that doesn’t mean he had no opportunity to learn martial arts.

I have seen the bodies of the best masters of the Central Plains countless times. In addition, Ma Yi had many martial arts skills, which he received for treatment, as compensation for treatment, or as inheritance or relics.

The most representative example is Jinbisan, the Chimanghyeopgeom. Before he died, he asked Ma-ui to find a disciple who could learn his martial arts and gave his martial arts to him.

but,

The desire to further develop the blood vessels and medical skills that have already accumulated turbid energy.

Ma-ui only learned the basics of martial arts. What he invested his time in was studying the great method of completely changing his body. It was a way to relieve his longing in a different way.

The few martial arts secrets that came into his hands were all piled up in his secret room, and that was also the reason why he came to Hubei now.

Ma Yi, who practiced medicine throughout the Central Plains without settling down in one place, built many safe houses in case of danger. One of these places was Hubei.

Hubei, the stronghold of the Wudang faction. The reason he made his home here was simple.

Because there was a reward received in exchange for the treatment.

[Now, let’s see. A Taoist priest who has risen to the rank of elder of the shamanist faction and has no money or anything to give? How am I supposed to accept this?]

[Haha, you are truly a worldly person. Didn’t I say that I would help you someday? And you should know how to be tolerant. Isn’t that why your nickname is Demon Doctor?]

[If I were to stick this needle in here right now, you would die with blood bursting out from every orifice in your body. I don’t think a shaman would do something so shameless as kill a doctor through medical malpractice.]

[No, really, I have nothing to give you-]

[They say that Hyun Mok-jin has a very small pavilion that he uses alone in Gyun-hyeon. Did I hear a lie?]

[…Who told you that? Only a very small number of people know that-]

[The beggar told me.]

[These fucking open bastards-]

The period of possession of the pavilion that was torn down by Hyunmok Jinin was thirty years. When he was treated, it was two years before he died, so there wasn’t much land left.

The northernmost prefecture in Hubei Province, the Gyunhyeon of the Bukseong Unyangbu. It is the headquarters of the Mudangpa, one of the ten prefectures and the Gupailbang.

Yongwoon, who had sold the horse and received the money, took a deep breath.

It was a place full of vitality.

Under the clear sky, the appearance of Gyunhyeon was peaceful and prosperous. Gyunhyeon, which was actively working under the principles of the great shamanist faction, was much more lively and crowded than Gyerimbu.

Perhaps because the colors of the Taoist sect were strong, the air seemed clearer, and people’s faces were flushed and filled with smiles.

I had already parted ways with Socheonhong as soon as I entered Hubei. He also said that he had some business to attend to in Hubei.

‘Don’t worry. I’ll come before the Dragon Prince notices.’

The one who squinted his eyes never took off his beggar’s clothes. It was his duty as an open person or something.

Yongwoon didn’t bother to stop it. It was because he didn’t want to reveal the location where the martial arts were hidden or the source of the martial arts.

Without delay, Yongwoon took action.

The pavilion was not located on Mt. Mudang. In a way, it was natural. You could enjoy the majestic beauty of Mt. Mudang alone from the main mountain. However, what Hyeonmok Jinin saw from the pavilion was the common people.

The people of Gyunhyeon lived peacefully and comfortably under the order of the shaman. This was exactly what Hyeonmok Jinin would occasionally see while resting.

The pavilion he received from the merchant whose life he had saved was built simply between the houses of the common people. Its height did not exceed three stories, which gave an idea of ​​his character.

This is a shaman’s house. There were no walls or guards to protect the shrine.

Yongwoon, who stood right in front of the pavilion, was a little surprised.

I thought there would be a problem with the palace since the magician who borrowed the title died.

On the contrary, it was quiet, but there were signs that someone was managing the entire building.

‘You said you sealed the door, but did you keep your promise?’

Yongwoon entered the palace with a faint sigh.

‘The formation… is already broken. Well, there’s no way I would know the formation.’

Battle formations. There are military strategies, tactics, and formations for when a large number of people fight a small number of people, but Yongun’s battle formations were a type of illusion.

Creating a kind of sub-space by distorting space itself through the harmony of all things and magic.

This formation, which was a secret technique of the Jegal family, one of the ten great sects, and was installed in the headquarters of most great sects, was so powerful that it was said that when it reached its peak, it could create a new world.

Ma Yi also had some knowledge of formations. When he was creating the Heavenly Fortune Scissors to Create Heavenly Blood and Energy Method, he also had some interest in sorcery and witchcraft.

And there was nothing better than formations to make up for skills that were lacking compared to other martial artists of the same level. No wonder there was a saying that even the imperial palace could not destroy the Zhuge family in Shanxi Province.

The formation that the magician had set up in the palace was one that was made to last for about ten years.

The method that needed to be maintained and infused with internal energy was left neglected for twenty-eight years. It was inevitable that it would break down.

I couldn’t blame Hyunmok Jinin. If someone who didn’t know the method tampered with it, it could have been ruined even more.

The first floor of the pavilion. In the center of it was a stone statue of a Taoist god. The stone statue, which originally served as the center of the formation, was quietly looking at the dragon cloud.

‘If you break it… the real person might find out.’

When the stone statue was moved by force, there was a hidden staircase leading to the underground. With the formation gone, the underground area that was clearly visible was dark.

Yongun, who had raised his inner strength, entered the room. The basement was filled with dust and cobwebs.

Maintenance was also an effect of the law, so it was a natural result.

Soon, Yongun entered the small space.

A dark cavity, exactly the size of the manor where the pavilion once stood. The cavity was filled with bookshelves, all of them rotten and decaying.

As expected. Yongwoon clicked his tongue.

“All the elixirs must have flown away.”

All kinds of elixirs received as a magician. Originally, elixirs were all sensitive to pure energy, and they could not last long without being consumed.

The elixirs that had been left unattended had all long since dissipated their energy and rotted away. Most of the books made of paper were the same.

The only things left were three jars of wallflowers and a few nyang of silver. It was a poor storehouse for a hidden treasure of the devil. But there was a reason for that.

It was a secret room made under Wudang Mountain in Hubei Province. It was already safe just by coming to the Wudang faction’s stronghold, and if the enemy was Wudang faction, how could he use the secret room he received from Wudang faction?

So, it was just a place that was made into a simple warehouse.

‘I guess I should go to Gwangju someday…’

There were many things left behind as a magician. The secret of Gwangju was that this place looked like a new footstep, so it was one of the places you had to visit.

I couldn’t go because the Apostolic Union was unknown.

Yongwoon took the remaining books off the bookshelf. The remaining books were all either imbued with the author’s energy or were made of high-quality paper.

Those books were also the reason Yongun came to Hubei.

Ghostly steps and karmic fire hands.

As its name suggests, Gwiryeongbo was a miraculous technique that was said to resemble the footsteps of a ghost.

Salmakju (殺幕主) Cheolrinjan. He was the head of Salmak, which was the best among the killing sects along with Cheon-sal-hoe, and one day he secretly called Ma-ui to his base.

He was injured while trying to assassinate the Sword King, Sapaejin, one of the ten greatest swordsmen in the world. The injury was so severe that the doctors in the Salmak couldn’t treat him. However, how could the leader of the assassination group go to the doctors?

That’s why I called Ma-ui. Ma-ui had no grudge against Sal-mak, and there was a rumor that he would cure anyone if there was a proper reward, so I brought him here.

Of course, the rumor that he could cure anyone was false. The magician only treated those he liked, and did not rush in to see the reward.

What the demon had demanded from Salmakju was his secret technique, Gwiryeongbo. The most important thing for Salsu was to hide his presence, and Salmakju’s strange movements were widely known throughout the Central Plains, so he was interested.

Salmakju readily gave him the law. About five years after the demon healed him, he attempted to assassinate Gyeongcheon Kwonjon but failed miserably, and Salmak was wiped out.

Once you master the Gwiryeongbo, the sound of your footsteps will disappear when you use the technique. This strange technique can be accessed quickly in a short moment, and when you reach the tenth level of achievement, you can move like a ghost.

Since he was a demon who had personally seen Salmakju literally climb up the enemy’s outstretched spear like a ghost, Gwiryeongbo was one of the martial arts that he always kept an eye on.

What is the martial arts of Salsu? One hit, sure kill. Any martial artist, not just Salsu, can kill someone with a lower martial arts level than him. However, Salsu means that even if someone is stronger than him, he must be able to kill them without missing a single opening in the blade.

Their techniques were both elusive and very fast, and no matter how strong their opponents were, they had to get into their arms to find an opening.

Since it was a method of killing, it was suitable for the demon. It was a martial art that could only be used if it touched the demon’s gold thread and acupoints.

Of course, there was a reason why Salmakju gave the Gui Ling Bo to Ma Yi so easily. As with most martial arts, its power is only properly displayed when combined with the appropriate method.

But what he overlooked was that the demon had already examined Salmakju’s bloodline in detail, and his talent had reached the heavens.

Yongwoon’s body was now in a state where it was perfectly adjusted to any martial arts. He already knew the method of utilizing the internal energy of the Salmakju, and even its basic technique was the Mansoul technique.

In the end, the story was that there were no restrictions on Yongwoon learning various martial arts.

‘Magic or sorcery that harms the human mind is a slightly different story.’

Another martial art was the Karma Hand. Its exact name was the Narak Karma Hand.

In Buddhism, Naraku was the afterlife where sinners went when they died. The fire that filled the abyss was karma. It was a martial art that imitated that flame that never goes out and punishes sinners.

When you learn martial arts, a haze will form around your hands and your hands will turn red. Any enemy that touches your hands will feel pain as if they were putting their bare hands into fire.

The greatest effect of the karma water was in the development of power. When the internal energy of the karma water penetrated the opponent’s body, the internal energy would burn fiercely inside the enemy’s body and destroy his blood vessels.

Heo-eon, the monster monk of hell. He was a promising monk in the Shaolin Temple and a member of the Heoja clan. However, during his journey in the martial arts world, he became obsessed with murder and killed criminals without proper guidance, which resulted in his being excommunicated.

He was given the title of one of the Twelve Monsters because he mercilessly killed anyone who committed even the slightest crime, and he received numerous favors regardless of whether they were political, social, or demonic.

The one who killed him was Shaolin, his main temple. However, no matter how crazy he was with his murderous intent, he did not touch the Shaolin monks, so the common opinion among the scholars at the time was that if he had fought with determination, he could have escaped.

The Hell Monster and the Demon Doctor were not on friendly terms. Perhaps if the Demon Doctor had met the Hell Monster, the Hell Monster would have tried to kill him. The reason the Demon Doctor had the Karma Water was because he stole the body of the Hell Monster that fell from the cliff.

When studying the Great Law, there was no opportunity to properly study the bodies of Shaolin monks. Therefore, when Ma Yi heard the rumor that the Hell Monster was being killed by Shaolin monks, he took action immediately.

I chose the body of a hellish monk because if I stole the body of an ordinary monk, I would become a true martial arts master.

Hell Monster was Shaolin’s most promising talent before his excommunication. As such, he had traces of having learned various Shaolin Buddhist techniques, and the martial arts he had received were all Buddhist techniques.

He was a great help to Ma-ui in his research on the bones and muscles.

The history of Shaolin Temple, with its thousands of years of history, is truly mysterious.

Anyway, the karma found on his body was actually the martial arts that made the Hell Monster widely known in the martial arts world.

Because the story of a bandit who died after being hit by a monster from hell and his skin turned to ash caused a stir in the martial arts world.

Yongwoon nodded. There were other martial arts, but he couldn’t learn them.

He had not originally chosen to use a sword or spear, some of them were poor quality or too dangerous, and some of them could have caused an uproar in the current martial arts world if Yongwoon used them.

Twenty years was a short time for the favors of martial arts masters to fade away.

There was a possibility that the Gwiyeongbo and the Uphwasu were dangerous, but it was okay. I had already thought of an excuse a long time ago.

“Is it all done?”

The law of protection, and the law of the field.

It was difficult to learn Qigong from the beginning. The true value of martial arts that deal with Qi can only be realized when you go beyond Samhwachwijeong and reach Ogijowon.

Ultimately, it meant that I had to use my own body now.

Yongwoon put the two books in his bag. He wanted to learn these secrets right away, but he didn’t know when Hyunmok Jinin would come. So he came out of the room and put the stone statue back in its place.

“…I guess I’ll have to stay in the inn for a while.”

Yongwoon, who had made up his mind, immediately turned around. The joy of learning martial arts made his steps faster.

Two months passed like that.