Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 53



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Martial arts

The world was turned upside down. The world became softly blurred with the magnificent flow of energy, and then suddenly the scenery changed.

The wind blew. A familiar yet unfamiliar sight. It was on the old-fashioned roof of the pavilion.

“Isn’t it a memorable place?”

Geomseon spoke with a gentle smile. The corners of his mouth and eyes that drew the line were purer and clearer than anyone Yongwoon had ever seen before.

A smile without tea. The pure heart that can only be seen in a child who cannot speak yet was seen in an old man in his eighties.

Yongwoon nodded. The highest and most dignified Jeongui-gwan in the Jeongpa Alliance. The roof of the pavilion where the leader resided was where Yongwoon received the teachings of the Ta-gae-sim method from Punggae.

“It’s a place that only me, Punggae, and a few others know about. I’ve never really liked gardens.”

“Because it’s artificial?”

“That’s right. Even if we try to follow nature as much as possible, we still can’t reach it.”

The view from the roof of the Jeongui Hall is indeed the scenery of Hanam. Just as Hyeonmok Jin-in had set up a separate pavilion to look after the people in Hubei, Hyeonhwa Jin-in and Geomseon had also set up similar places in Jeongpa-maeng.

The swordsman sat down on the roof. There was no energy or spirit from him. It seemed like he was just an ordinary Taoist wearing a neat robe, but that was no different from an ant not being able to see the grandeur of Mt. Taishan.

Yongwoon sat down next to him. There was not a speck of dust on the roof, as if Geomseon had come often.

“Why are you so hostile to goodwill?”

“Haven’t you heard about my legend?”

“Although Gaebong is the ear of the sect, it is not a completely existing entity. There is information that Punggae possesses on his own, and I respect that.”

“I am the disciple of the Demon King, and the Meng Jian Sect killed the Demon King.”

After hearing all the details, Geom-seon simply nodded quietly. He looked at Jeong-gyeong with a sigh and said.

“Countless sad tales of the martial arts world… I thought I had seen a lot while taking on this position and living as a martial artist, but is it just repeating itself?”

Eunwon (恩怨). That cursed word was both the lifeblood of Kangho and a curse.

“I expected it. Since ancient times, experts in acupuncture have also been skilled in medicine. But magic…”

“We only have a connection through books, but in the end, it was the Mengjian Group that used a plot to eliminate my political enemies. That’s why I was wary.”

“I see. The Meng Jian Dan… But I have seen too much from this position as the leader of the sect for me to punish him.”

Of course. Even if the Meng Jian Dan had eliminated the demon, as Geom Seon had said, it was a common plot in the martial arts world.

Among the sects currently affiliated with the Jeongpa Alliance, there are very few that have not done such dirty work. Yongwoon nodded.

“Don’t you blame me? I defeated my disciple.”

Heh heh! Geomseon laughed at those words.

“There’s no need to be angry or resentful. Han Baek also defeated countless other heroes to get to this point, so if I get angry, wouldn’t it just be more of a bluff? And.”

Geomseon sighed and smiled faintly as he looked at Yongwoon.

“I personally think I’m grateful. Han Baek… That kid had too much on his shoulders.”

“Are you talking about the hope of the political party?”

“That’s right. The position that looks upon the best of the political and non-partisan factions… is a position that is responsible for the lives of countless people. At some point, that burden was visible in Han Baek-yi’s eyes. It was a sword that had to be broken someday.”

Moreover, the atmosphere in the world of martial arts is unusual. There has never been a time when martial arts were free of bloodshed, but after the Great Rebellion of Cheon-gwang, martial arts had been quiet for twenty years, but now, with the appearance of the crown prince, it was tense again.

“If I’m going to be defeated, wouldn’t it be better to be defeated by a friend my age rather than Sapa or Madu? Han Baek is not a weak child. Now that I know what’s blocking my sword, I’ll get back up again.”

“But we’re not friends.”

“Unless it’s a matter of life and death, once you’ve crossed hands, you become friends. That’s how I became close friends with Kwon-Jun. Of course, the definition of close is a little different.”

Mukseong said. Five years ago, Kwonjon came to see the swordsman himself and asked for a secret. The number of matches was not long, but at that time, Mukseong realized the truth of the world.

“Yes, I now understand to some extent why you reproduced Kwon-Jun’s authority. Ma-ui and Kwon-Jun were close friends despite their age difference, so he must have known Kwon-Jun better than anyone else.”

Yongwoon closed his mouth. It wasn’t a wrong statement.

First meeting. It was an intentional meeting. At that time, the nickname ‘Ma-ui’ had not yet been created. Yong-un, who had many nicknames such as ‘Hyeolpung-ui’ and ‘Gwae-ui’, was traveling around the Central Plains looking for test subjects.

Then, when they arrived in Gwangju, Kwon-Jun came to see Ma-Ui first.

[Aren’t you thinking of making the best fist in the world?]

With the words:

“Do you know what he was wondering about?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“Yes, it’s obvious. I haven’t been out in the martial arts world since the final battle with Cheonma. Kwonjon, no, Paejon… questioned the gap between himself and Cheonma.”

The swordsman replied. If you had… participated in the Cheon-gwang-dae-ran, things would have been different. However, it is still a long way off.

Kwon-Jun laughed so loudly that it shook Mt. Mu-Dang. Then, after drinking with Geom-Seon, he returned to Gwangju.

“He was a kind person. It made me wonder why he created an organization called the Sado-ryeon. Didn’t the black magicians just merge and muddy the waters?”

As he stroked his chin and spoke, Geomseon seemed to be recalling good memories.

As much time had passed while Yongwoon was treating Gyurin, the sky over Hanam was now dark, and what illuminated the area below was a warm light.

Geomseon, who had been staring at the scenery in silence for a while, suddenly spoke.

“Currently, the Jeongpa Alliance does not have any elixirs higher than level 2 to give to Geombong.”

“Can that be possible?”

“That’s possible. I have the elixir, but I can’t give it to her. Do you know why?”

“I guess it’s for fairness.”

“yes.”

Yongbongjihoe is a competition that deals with martial arts. Inevitably, there will be injuries and even deaths.

The only thing that sets Gyu-rin apart from others is that she is the plum blossom swordsman of the Hwasan faction. No matter how many dirty things happen behind the scenes, she cannot do them openly.

The righteous advances straight ahead without turning back. The filth and stench accumulated under its feet should not be revealed.

The case of Ma-ui and Meng-gyeon-dan, the case of Cheon-ja-geom and Dok-go Gyeong-han, and the case of Nam Gyu-rin were like that.

“But isn’t there a summoning pod that can give it?”

“You mean the victory of the Yongbongjihoe?”

“Yes. I couldn’t stop her. I feel indebted to Gyu-rin and Mae-hwa-woo-geom. That woman from the White Family was truly cunning and vicious, and Gyu-rin didn’t give up either. So… I had no choice but to watch. Until Gyu-rin overdid it and used her Ja-ha-shin technique, and collapsed again. But aren’t you different?”

Yongwoon closed his eyes without saying a word. He is different. If he defeats Baeknyeo, he can obtain the summoning group.

“Do you know about Baeknyeo’s martial arts skills?”

“I know that he is a master of the cold and yin energies. I also have a rough grasp of his martial arts forms and techniques.”

“You figured it out just from the wounds? That’s amazing. The name of that martial art is Seolhonshinnyeogyeol (雪魂神女結).”

Yongwoon’s eyes widened. Seolhonshinnyeogyeol. There was no way he wouldn’t know the name of that martial art.

“In that legend…”

“That’s right. It’s a divine and magical art created by a woman from the Bukhae Ice Palace a thousand years ago through her contact with esoteric Buddhism.”

The Seolhonshinnyeogyeol is literally a martial art of legend. It is a martial art of legend, like the Yunlongdaepalshik of the Kunlun School, which is now said to have been lost, or the Cheonma Shingong, which was lost when the Cheonma disappeared.

The woman of the North Sea Ice Palace failed to master the Snow Spirit. Her daughter was the one who learned the magic that was close to that great method. The daughter became a secret religious leader and the greatest person in the world at that time.

And he died. Just like Cheonma, he was defeated by a combined attack. That was also the reason why he was the best in the world, but not the best in the past or present.

In legends, there was always that label attached to it. If only the priestess had waited a little longer, if only she had trained disciples who would learn martial arts.

However, the word ‘if’ did not exist in Gangho. The priestess was like Cheonma, but different.

Yongwoon laughed and said, “Huh?” A martial art that was lost a thousand years ago.

“The palace really… has many treasures sleeping there.”

“I seriously got curious. I wonder if there are many martial arts masters who entered the Shaolin Academy, or if there are many martial arts masters who entered the secret archives of the palace.”

Geomseon nodded obediently.

“Yes. I am so surprised that I am curious about the martial arts that His Highness the Crown Prince has mastered. Didn’t he even give you the Daehwandan? Those kinds of people are looking down on the world of martial arts.”

“Did you know?” Yongwoon nodded.

“I told you to enter the Hwangryongmun Gate. Did you agree?”

“I refused. What I want is freedom.”

“Haha, this is one of the few pieces of good news. The rumor that the Imperial Palace has the Seolhon Shinnyeojeol will spread far and wide. With such a divine power, what else could there be? Most of the unaffiliated wildlings will head to the Hwangryongmun. Regardless of whether they are from the Jeongpa or the Sinpa.”

They give you food, martial arts, and elixirs. All they look at is your martial arts skills and abilities. What’s more, they have the title of royal family, so it’s definitely a school that everyone would drool over.

“Do you want to stop it?”

“It’s not that I want to stop it, but I have to stop it. If the leader of the faction welcomes it, who wouldn’t welcome it?”

“Didn’t the Emperor say that he would protect the people’s livelihood?”

“Even if the Emperor’s bloodline is high, the Hwangryongmun is ultimately a group that is subordinate to human will. In the end, it is no different from other sects. Those with power are bound to be intoxicated by it, and it is impossible to be perfect like a god. However, the Hwangryongmun wants to put the world of martial arts under its control, and didn’t they reveal such ambitions twenty years ago?”

It was a dangerous statement. It was putting the royal family and the Demonic Cult on the same level. He wondered if it was okay to say that to someone he was meeting for the first time today, but Yongwoon nodded for the time being.

“Still water will run cold. Even if the Yellow Dragon Sect cannot control the entire martial arts world, if it becomes so large that no other sect can stand against it on its own and then becomes corrupt… there will be an even greater storm of bloodshed.”

The eyes of the swordsman who spoke like that were extremely serious. He, who had shown a mysterious side somewhere, shrugged his shoulders and returned to being an ordinary old man practicing the Tao.

“That’s why I’m thinking of helping you. That’s why I told you about Seolhon Shinnyeogyeol. Well, it’s a way to repay Hanbaek for helping you. I also want you to punish the woman who hurt Gyurin. There’s no reason not to help you, right?”

“Didn’t you say earlier that we need to consider fairness?”

“What do you think? There’s no one here.”

The swordsman laughed heartily.

“Originally, Gongjin, the silent monk’s nickname was Kwonryong (拳龍). However, four years ago, he was defeated in a duel with an unknown mysterious woman. And by a huge margin.”

“Are you talking about the White Witch?”

“That’s right. The young child who suddenly appeared disappeared again, leaving behind only a nickname. There were rumors that he had learned the Seolhonshinnyeogyeol technique because his hair turned white when he performed martial arts, but it eventually died down. Even after Gongjin began practicing the Silent Way, he hasn’t made any moves since then.”

“That white witch.”

“He appeared as an unmanned member of the Hwangryongmun. I think he chose Gongjin through a test he took beforehand.”

The ranking of Gongjin’s Sleeping Dragon Room is 4th. She, who had been teasing him, came to the Yongbongjihoe after further honing her martial arts skills.

“I’m sure a book about the Seolhon Shinnyeogyeol will arrive tomorrow. That’s my help as the leader of the Jeongpa faction… and the other is, although it’s excessive and embarrassing, I’ll help you as a Sword Immortal.”

The swordsman who said that suddenly asked Yongwoon.

“What do you think martial arts is?”