Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 29



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Breaking the mold (2)

External martial arts refers to martial arts that train the body. Rather than cultivating internal energy and practicing martial arts, the focus is on strengthening muscles and bones.

The most famous one is, of course, Shaolin’s Iron Sand Palm.

It was a training method that involved repeatedly hitting one’s hands in a bag filled with heated sand, and then later dipping one’s hands in a liquid boiled with various medicines to strengthen them.

Surprisingly, although the training of Cheolsampo and other external skills was famous, the Hangryong Shipaljang (降龍十八掌) of Gaebeop was also an external skill that reached the level of a divine skill.

The wind chime laughed heartily.

“You’re not asking me to teach you Hangryongsippaljang, are you?”

The eighteen chapters of Hangryong are the visionary period of openness. Although it is an external attack, when it reaches the extreme, it is honest and upright, destroying mountains and turning the sky upside down.

It was a time of openness that Socheonhong had not yet learned. Even though he had asked for a break, it was not something that Yongwoon could give him just because he wanted it.

But Yongwoon shook his head.

“It’s not Hangryong Shipaljang. I want to learn the method of striking and changing one’s mind.”

Poonggae’s eyes grew wide.

“How do you know… the method of breaking the heart?”

“It was written in the book of magic. Although Hangryong Shipaljang is a divine skill… it says that to literally turn over mountains and the sky, you need intangible energy, and to withstand it, you need a strong body. That’s why it was said that there is a basic skill to train your body accordingly in Gaeboong.”

The face of the wind chime is distorted. The method of opening. The basic exercise of strengthening the body and the blood. There is no school that does not have a basic exercise of training the body, but the method of opening is special.

Because it was a special basic technique that was thought to be unrivaled by other sects in terms of opening, in order to withstand Hangryongshippaljang.

The existence of a separate basic technique for training the Hangryong Shippaljang was a top secret that was passed down in secret even in the open world.

“How on earth did that bastard know? Did he dissect an open-air drone?”

He didn’t dissect it. He just extracted a lot of information from a dying open-air drone in exchange for providing treatment. Poong-gae didn’t deny Yong-un’s words.

“That’s right. Openness is one of the ten principles, but a beggar is still a beggar. A beggar cannot consume energy with first-class or special elixirs, so he focused on external energy rather than qigong or strong energy. In fact, there are few schools that are as devoted to external energy as Openness, except for Shaolin.”

“Then how can one achieve the Three Flowers and the Three Spirits? An absolute amount of internal energy is essential for the unity of spirit, energy, and body.”

“It is vomiting and excretion. Instead of accumulating energy quickly like the internal energy method of the Sapha, the whole body is filled with turbid energy. The turbid energy is excreted through vomiting and excretion.”

If you say Myori, you can say Myori. The wind chime laughed and laughed.

“Isn’t it befitting of a beggar? The secret to expelling toxins is also in the method of breaking the heart. Rather, it is severe. It is an attempt to build up energy by resolving the accumulated turbid energy in the body through excretion rather than breathing. Isn’t it open?”

‘indeed…’

This was something I didn’t know. Sapa quickly expels unmanned beings up to the outer realm. Their method damages the blood vessels and causes turbid energy to accumulate throughout the body, but the inhalation is that fast.

What about martial arts? Originally, people had to train their bodies before learning martial arts. If you learn martial arts first, your body would grow its veins to match that martial art, so you would achieve martial arts quickly, but it would be difficult to enter other martial arts or raise your achievements to a certain level.

Although Gae-gong was a political party, there was no method that could be called a divine art. That was why this method was chosen.

From the moment Yongwoon requested external help, Poonggae’s lips had been raised. On the roof of an unknown building, Poonggae stretched out his hand and a phoenix appeared in the air.

“You will change your mind while being hit. It is just like the name of the martial arts. The master will hit your body with a staff and proceed with the stimulating and aching process, and in the process, your body will become firm and the turbid energy will be discharged. Is that what you want?”

“…That’s right.”

Yongun’s goal is to achieve Samhwachwijeong. He must open the middle and upper dharma chambers and achieve the unity of Jeong, Gi, and Shin.

The gods are already big. The life of Ma-ui, the life of Yong-un. Yong-un’s god, who had accumulated memories of over fifty years, was much bigger than the other two.

Qi (氣). The absolute amount of internal energy and its density. This was also lacking. Since Manhon-gong was a basic technique, the intake was slow. Even if he ate the Johyangdan, it was not enough to unite.

Jeong (精)… It is said that Yongun’s body was completely transformed by the Great Law, but that was nothing more than reorganizing his body.

It was the beginning of a new body. Yongwoon’s appetite was so merciless because completion was out of the question.

Gae-bok is the best information organization in the Central Plains. Even without physical training, there was a lot to be gained.

But… I became impatient. The reason was none other than Jang Han-baek.

Mukseong was far more accomplished than Yongun. Of course, he was the best shaman, and he was four or five years older than Yongun, and it hadn’t even been a year since Yongun entered the world of martial arts… but it wasn’t enough.

There was no gap. It was hopeless. That feeling brought back memories that the demon didn’t want. And thirst.

[To achieve martial arts means that you must have thirst.]

It was something he said one day while watching Kwon-Jun’s training in an unknown mountain.

[All those who have achieved success in martial arts are crazy. However, because they are crazy, because they earnestly desire it, they can achieve such success. When you are thirsty, you must have the will to drink the river and the sea, and only such people can climb the stairs and reach the sky.]

The demon was dead. That’s why Yongwoon knew that the wide world of martial arts would not wait for the young Ji-su to grow up.

The best equipment. Even if he is a stellar bone like Eun-Hwi-Mok, if Yong-Un breaks that Baek-Hwi-Hyeol, his talent will die in vain. Yong-Un had no intention of doing that.

Poong-gae’s words were indeed right. Ma-ui, and Yong-un. His entire life was directly connected to the word “outburst”.

It was the life he had longed for. A life without people. A life he could not obtain. At the starting point of such a life, he saw a wall for the first time.

Thirst. A maddening thirst swept over Yongwoon. Kwonjon’s words made sense.

[I… felt thirsty when I saw my brother. That’s why I went crazy at that time.]

The wind chime asked.

“What do you see? What do you want to jump over? To those who want a tree, you must show the tree, and to those who want the sky, you must show the sky. What do you want?”

“I want to defeat the Ink Star.”

“You’re looking at stars.”

The wind chime that blew his mind did not laugh at his dream. He too was one who had entered the unity of heaven and man. He did not know what it was like to be crazy about martial arts and to yearn for it.

“I do not ignore resonance. I know very well how much resonance moves people because I am a beggar who does not have it. The saying, “seeing gold as if it were a stone” is a saying that is applied only when you eventually obtain gold and realize how absurd it is.”

Boom! The wind chime struck the roof with a loud crash. With the sound, the wind chime suddenly grew stronger.

His body had not changed. But when I looked at him, it was like Mt. Tai blocking Yongun, and I felt very suffocated.

“Come. Show me your martial arts. I want to see the martial arts that surprised my brother.”

There was no need for words. Yongwoon immediately kicked the ground. Poonggae chuckled.

“At least he’s not just a talker.”

Yongwoon’s movements were truly strange. He lay down and slid so low that his body almost touched the ground, making one wonder if a human could move like that.

His two hands turned red. His hands, bleeding like azaleas, reached out to Punggae.

The wind chime muttered.

“It’s crude.”

Kung! Yongwoon’s hand didn’t reach Punggae. He blinked once and Punggae was nowhere to be seen, and soon a stinging pain hit Yongwoon’s forehead.

“Keuhp!”

Yong-un fell down onto the roof and rolled. If it weren’t for a ledge at the end of the roof, he would have fallen straight down.

Ignoring the convulsive Yongun, Punggae stroked his nose, saying, “It’s big.”

“Even if it’s crude, it’s too crude. The martial arts of the monster and the murderer are very strong. Each of their achievements are truly great, but… there’s no connection.”

I got hit in the face with a stick. I knew that. But… my whole body was shaking. My bones were numb and my muscles were torn. My blood and energy were also shaken.

My head was spinning. My body, my body… something felt strange.

It was a method of breaking the mold.

Hopefully, my stomach won’t be growling.

Ugh, Punggae’s appetite has been whetted. The shameless bastard was deliberately pushing hard to make me poop.

‘Is it because there is too much turbid air that it can’t be discharged?’

“There’s a reason they call it herbivory. Linkage, early spring… Since you’ve chosen that path, try to resolve it well. I won’t give you the answer.”

Strictly speaking, Hyu-gae’s reward was limited to the method of breaking the spell. That was the end of Poong-gae’s words.

“From now on, come to the place I have chosen every hour of the day. I will only allow you to have three meals a day.”

That was the first lesson.

**

Crowds. A huge crowd gathered right in front of the Jeongpa Alliance. Originally a large pavilion, it had been remodeled by the Jeongpa Alliance into a magnificent convention hall.

Nine unarmed seats were built in the center, and surrounding the unarmed seats were numerous seats built slightly higher than them.

The seats were indeed crowded with people. All the seats were occupied, regardless of whether they were unmanned or merchants, and on one side there was a separate VIP seat reserved for those from prestigious schools.

There was no one in the VIP seat today. Today was the preliminary round of the Yongbongjihoe. The famous masters who had already been invited to the main event did not show up today.

People were entangled and fighting in nine unarmed fields. Since I had applied, I could attend the Yongbong branch meeting. However, today was the midnight ceremony before the grand competition that was about to begin.

“Next! Cheonmu Sword, Jin-i-seong! Yong-un!”

One of the unarmed supervisors shouted, and Yongwoon, who had been closing his eyes and thinking about the ‘education’ from the previous day, climbed up onto the unarmed platform.

Someone next to him muttered.

“Cheonmu Sword Jin-i-seong… He’s a famous swordsman in Gangseo these days. I heard that he cut off the head of the Samhwachwijeong Sapa master with Ilgeom a month ago. I heard that the Ten-Jeong Warlords’ Association is keeping an eye on him.”

“Why do I have to explain this? Among the gamblers who advanced to the finals, Jin-i-seong is one of the ones with the lowest odds. What about the other men?”

“Um… that’s a little ambiguous.”

“Ambiguous?”

“Except for the strange rumors… he knocked out Hwangbo Jinheon with just a look, Maehwa Geombong fell in love with him… there are rumors like that… but aren’t they too absurd?”

“Hwangbo Jinheon was given the nickname of Prince of Urine… but wasn’t that the aftereffect of catching a hemp head before coming to Yongbongjihoe? How can he say that he did that…”

“It’s Jin-i-seong.”

“Yongun.”

Yong-woon, who still had his eyes closed as he spoke, did not even take a lottery ticket. The supervisor and the man named Jin-i-seong made displeased expressions at his attitude, but Yong-woon did not react at all.

“…I hope you will forgive me for my excessive handling.”

Jin-i-seong said so.

Two men stood at each end of the training ground. The supervisor raised his hand, and only then did Yongwoon open his eyes.

Three days passed. Even the hem of Poong-gae’s clothes could not be reached. Of course, Poong-gae had said something with his own mouth. Right now, he was moving exactly as much as Muk-seong.

Then it meant that he had never even held onto the hem of Mukseong’s clothes.

“Do not use the weeds. If you have not been told about the poison or secret technique in advance, you cannot use it either. If you break the rules, the supervisor will immediately discipline you.”

Dry words. The supervisor spoke with a bored tone, as if he had no expectations, and his hand quickly dropped.

Pavat! Jin-i-seong quickly rushed towards Yong-un. It was a quick sword. His sword, already drawn, was aimed at Yong-un’s temple, which was still unmoving.

Movement in the blink of an eye. It was indeed fast.

‘That cheapskate.’

Thinking so, Jin-i-seong put strength into his sword.

The black mask is wrong. He won’t die, but the shock will be great.

‘quite…’

The moment the supervisor thought about it and called out the name of the winner, he thought of Jin-i-seong’s name.

Whoosh! The sword cut through the air. Yongun’s new form did not disappear. However, for some reason, the sword cut through the air, and Yongun, who had not moved, stood there intact.

No, that’s just how it appeared to Jin-i-seong.

Snap!

One second.

A hand that contained no martial arts. A hand that contained no karma or dharma, lightly tapped Jin-i-seong’s chin.

All that was left was a slight annoyance. The new form of Jin-i-seong was destroyed.

“…Yongun Seung.”

The supervisor’s eyes opened wide. He too was an exoplanet. But he didn’t see it.

The mouths of the two men who had been talking about Jin-i-seong closed. The audience who had been watching without thinking also opened their mouths.

Yongwoon clicked his tongue. It was not enough.