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# 13
Taejonbirok Volume 1 Episode 13
Chapter 5 – The Lazy Man Who Met His Master (1)
"rising."
Bam!
As soon as Baek Mu-han finished speaking, Wei Yan-ho sat up straight and sat down. He did it so quickly that a cloud of dust rose up around Wei Yan-ho’s body.
“Did you get enough sleep?”
'You fucking genius!'
Wei Yanhu stuck out his mouth, but did not dare to resist.
It's a given.
I thought I was going to die after being hit yesterday, so how could I resist?
“I asked if you had slept enough.”
“……I only slept for an hour?”
“That’s enough time.”
“One hour?”
“If you think about how much sleep you’ve had, it’s more than enough. Aah! Make up for it with the sleep you got last week.”
“How is that possible!”
“Isn’t that possible?”
"sure!"
Bam!
"evil!"
“Isn’t that possible?”
“After thinking about it carefully, it seems possible.”
“Well then. Nothing is impossible for a person.”
Wi Yeon-ho kept his mouth shut in front of Baek Mu-han's stone fist. Whether in the past or present, there was no way to defeat a falcon.
“Listen carefully.”
"yes."
“There are no shortcuts in martial arts. There are no shortcuts. Only consistent training is the way to progress.”
“Yes.”
“It is absurd to say that I can master my martial arts in five years.”
“You’re not trying to tell me now that it’ll take more time, are you?”
“Isn’t that okay?”
“It’s not like it won’t work, but…….”
'Bad old man!'
Wi Yeon-ho wanted to cry.
If I made a mistake, I might have to spend decades in this dark cave, unable to get married and unable to move.
“Tsk, don’t worry. I am Baek Mu-han. I will keep my word no matter what happens.”
"yes!"
Wi Yeon-ho became happy.
"but!"
Baek Mu-han smiled.
“It is not easy to learn in five years what others have learned in thirty years. You will see a hell in the future where you will not have time to sleep! You will cultivate while others sleep, and you will cultivate while others eat! You will live a life solely for cultivation! By cultivation! A life of cultivation!”
Wi Yeon-ho quickly changed his words.
“I definitely don’t think learning quickly is necessarily a good thing. I think it would be better to spend a little more time and learn more thoroughly!”
Baek Mu-han smiled.
“I repeat, I keep my word no matter what.”
“…….”
“So you’d better be prepared.”
"eww……."
Wi Yeon-ho cried. And then hell began.
dump.
Wi Yeon-ho fell to the floor.
After only half a day of training, Wei Yanhu, who had been reduced to a rag, began to stir.
“Ugh…….”
Baek Mu-han laughed heartily.
“Is it hard?”
“Then it’s hard, isn’t it?”
“Really? You should be able to get through this easily. It seems like you lack physical training! Then I guess I have no choice but to do a little more…….”
“It’s not difficult at all, Master!”
“Yeah, that’s good.”
“Black.”
Wei Yanhu wiped away his tears. There was no way to escape from the hands of that devilish old man. He had no choice but to continue this hellish training.
'mom!'
I wanted to go home.
A place with a warm bed and warm meals.
They say leaving home is hard, but Wi Yeon-ho realized once again that a home without anyone to bother him was heaven.
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But now, going home was just a dream.
“Please give me something to eat.”
“What to eat?”
“I’m telling you, the supplies I brought are all gone. There must be some prepared.”
“Yes. Open that jar over there.”
Wi Yeon-ho got up with difficulty and walked unsteadily to the jar in the corner.
And then I opened the lid.
“Excuse me…… Master.”
"huh?"
“Is this what you meant?”
“Yes.”
"This one?"
“Why are you doing that?”
Wi Yeon-ho continued speaking fatly.
“I think it would be better if you could see it once.”
"hmm?"
The jewel flew into the air.
“There really are no ghosts, really.”
Wi Yeon-ho shivered. It was a sight he had seen often, but it was something he could not get used to.
The jewel that flew through the air landed on the jar.
“How did it turn out like this?”
There was nothing in the jar.
If you really look for it, there is something black and dried on the ground, but if you consider it food, there is nothing in the world that you cannot eat. Even grass growing on the side of the road or a hard piece of wood can fill your stomach.
“I definitely filled the tank to the brim…….”
Wi Yeon-ho's face hardened.
“Did you think that Geonryang would be safe for three hundred years?”
“I guess so?”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled faintly.
“Then there’s nothing I can do. Please open that door. I’ll go to the village and get some supplies.”
“Do you think I would believe that?”
“Then I can’t starve to death like this! I have to live so that Master’s martial arts can be passed down to future generations.”
“That is true, but…….”
“So please open it. I swear on my name. I will never run away.”
“I want to believe that.”
“Right?”
“Yes. It’s a ridiculous statement, but I want to believe it right now.”
“What does that mean?”
Baek Mu-han spoke in a serious tone.
“I can’t open it.”
"yes?"
“I can’t lift that heavy thing with my ability. I can’t break it either.”
“Eek? What are you talking about!”
“If it were me, it would be easy, but I only have the will to do it. I don’t have the strength to lift that.”
Wi Yeon-ho became lost in thought.
“So are you saying I’m going to starve to death like this?”
“…….”
Baek Mu-han couldn't answer, perhaps because he couldn't find a proper method.
Wi Yeon-ho, whose eyes had rolled back, cursed.
“Aaaahhhhhh! You crazy old man! I knew it! What am I going to do now?”
“It’s noisy!”
“Aaaaah! I’m going to die in this dark cave! I’m going to die here!”
“I told you it was noisy!”
“Then what are we going to do! I won’t be able to hold out for even ten days before I die!”
“Who said he was going to die?”
“Then is there a way?”
Baek Mu-han said calmly.
“Open your mouth.”
"yes?"
“Do you want to get hit and spread it, or do you just want to spread it?”
Perhaps it was the aftereffects of being hit for two days, but his body reacted before his mind could even think. Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth without saying a word.
At that moment, the jewel that had been spinning around the jar quickly flew through the air and got stuck in Wei Yanhu's mouth.
“Woof!”
Before he could even react, the jewel went down Wiyeonho's neck and into his stomach.
“Keep going!”
Wi Yeon-ho screamed as he vomited in pain as the jewel went down his throat.
“What did you do!”
Baek Mu-han said with an uneasy expression.
“If there’s no rice, then just don’t eat it.”
“Then you’ll die!”
“It’s okay, I’ll infuse my physical energy into your body and control it.”
“If you have internal energy, won’t you starve to death?”
“No way.”
“Then what’s the use?”
“I can maintain my physical body by drawing in external energy for about five years. My internal energy from my past life is stored within my inner energy.”
“Is this my fault?”
"okay."
“If you eat it, doesn’t it usually make you really strong?”
“It seems like you really want to see me disappear.”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled awkwardly and shook his head.
“No way.”
"joy!"
Baek Mu-han snorted.
There is no one else you can trust. Would you believe Wei Yanho's words?
“If you absorb the energy of the inner dan, I can no longer maintain my will. Even a will can only be maintained if there is energy.”
"is it so?"
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes lit up.
“Yeonho.”
"yes?
“Release your inner strength… I am not easily absorbed.”
"lol."
Wi Yeon-ho, who was secretly trying to absorb Nae-dan's internal energy, said with an uneasy expression.
“But I still don’t like it. My master is inside my body! It’s not even a woman, it’s a man! And it’s my grandfather!”
“…….”
“By any chance! Are you trying to take my body?”
“Huh?”
"also!"
“How is that possible! I’m already dead!”
“You’re a ghost, so what can’t you do?”
“Okay.”
Baek Mu-han groaned for a moment, then smiled again.
“Anyway, since I can now practice without having to eat, it’s a good thing.”
"eww……."
“Okay, let’s begin!”
Wei Yanhu frowned. However, in this situation, he couldn't even dream of resisting. That jewel was so ruthless when it was outside, but now that it's inside his body, what can't it do? If it were to start a rage inside his stomach right now, his insides would explode.
Baek Mu-han opened his mouth calmly, not knowing whether he knew Wi Yeon-ho's fearful feelings or not.
“The martial art you must learn first is Dream Training.”
“Are you the Duke of Mongryun?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t there a martial art that looks somewhat plausible? Like the Unrivaled Dream Training Mythical Art.”
“Do you want to get used to it?”
“No. But what kind of martial arts is this?”
“It’s a Qigong that allows you to practice even in your dreams.”
Wei Yanhu immediately understood what those words meant.
“……Is it okay if I don’t learn it?”
“I would rather have you reduce your sleeping hours and train than have you do such inefficient training, but when I think about it, isn’t it obvious that if you do that, after five years, when you come out of the cave, you’ll regress? So you should learn this.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled.
Anyway, whether it's Mongryun-gong or whatever, it's okay if Wei Yan-ho doesn't operate it.
“For your information, once you learn this martial art, you can never escape from it until you achieve greatness. If you don’t want to train in your dreams, you have no choice but to achieve greatness.”
“Ugh.”
There were no ghosts.
“I really can become stronger slowly.”
“I am not okay.”
Baek Mu-han smiled faintly.
“Let’s try it. If I were to learn my martial arts in five years, I would have no time for day or night. I would learn my martial arts even in my dreams, and when I wake up, I would see hell. If I could overcome that…….”
Baek Mu-han said in a confident tone.
“No one in the world will dare to discuss swordsmanship in front of you!”
Those were truly outrageous words.
Wi Yeon-ho answered honestly to that question.
“I’m not going to discuss it anyway, you know.”
Baek Mu-han's face was distorted horribly.
You idiot with no sense!
“Okay! Let’s see if we can discuss it or not!”
Baek Mu-han, who had large rocks fixed on both his fists, rushed at Wi Yeon-ho.
“Ahh! I was joking, I was joking! Master! Aahh! Master!”
Wi Yeon-ho screamed desperately, but Baek Mu-han swung his fists without mercy.
Baek Muhan's training continued day and night.
During the day, he trained his sword without resting for even a moment, discussed it at night, and swung it even in his dreams.
Life became a sword, and life became a sword.
There was not even a moment to be lazy.
Time passed like that.
A day goes by… … .
A month passes… … .
Spring went and summer came, fall went and winter came.
In a place where there is no day or night and no seasons, I forgot the time and devoted myself to training. The sword was me, and I was the sword. The boundary between the sword and me became increasingly ambiguous.
like that…….
Five years passed by in an instant.