Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 374

◈ Hassan (2)

It was because he had kept in mind from the beginning that his own danjeon was broken that he came to Hyeoncheon and declared his intention to descend.

If Danjeon was still intact, Mujin had no choice but to run away in the middle of the night.

Even if I was being chased by Shaolin, I didn’t want to live a life as a Shaolin monk, giving up alcohol, meat, and love.

Of course, the current abbot of Shaolin was not Hyeoncheon. Hyepyeong, a disciple of Hyeoncheon and the great disciple of Hyejabae, was the current abbot of Shaolin.

However, Mujin thought that there was no need to go all the way to Sungsan in Hanam to announce his intention to step down, given that the former chieftain and current leader was right in front of him.

And Hyuncheon, faced with Mujin’s confident attack, his expression darkened in an instant.

That’s a real one-shot deal.

Since the disciple had already lost his danjeon and no internal energy, his threats were useless.

‘Are you saying that I should threaten to cut off the limb meridians instead of the danjeon?’

Breaking the danjeon would allow for daily life, but cutting the limb meridians would mean making one completely disabled.

Even Hyuncheon himself thought it was too cruel an action.

How much has Mujin done for Shaolin and the martial arts world so far?

Of course, it is a law that engineering and science should be treated separately, but it is a choice that cannot help but prick one’s conscience.

And above all else.

‘If I cut it, it seems like it would be meaningless.’

The one who cured Hyeon-gwang, who had already reached the point where he could not control his own body, was none other than Mu-jin.

It didn’t seem like it would be a threat to Mujin to cut off his limbs.

Of course, this was Hyuncheon’s mistake.

No matter how much he understood modern rehabilitation exercises and physical therapy techniques, there was no way to restore the severed tendon.

Anyway, since that method didn’t seem to work, Hyuncheon came up with another plan.

“That’s nonsense. Even though you’ve lost your danjeon, the achievements you’ve made as Mujin remain. In addition, the martial arts you’ve learned are the ones that Grand Master Hyeon Gwang left to you alone. How could you leave Shaolin with all those skills learned?”

It was a long story, but to put it simply, he was going to throw a tantrum.

But unfortunately for Hyuncheon, Mujin had expected something like this to some extent.

“Can’t we take out the brain that contains the wisdom and knowledge that the Great Master left behind? And up until now, Shaolin has only abolished internal energy or cut off the veins. I don’t remember ever hearing about making someone an idiot and erasing their memories of martial arts.”

“one.”

Before Hyuncheon could say anything, Mujin struck first.

“Of course, as the leader said, among the martial arts I have learned, there are some that the Grand Master has only taught me. So, how about I leave the mountain after writing down those martial arts in books and placing them in Janggyeonggak?”

The ending was a question, but Hyuncheon could tell that this was an ultimatum.

A look that doesn’t contain even a hint of hesitation or regret.

It seemed as if the basket was properly placed and his mind had completely left the secular world.

‘Do you mean I have to just let it go like this?’

Hyuncheon, who still had some regrets, was chanting in his mind when a trick from his experience came to mind.

“Mujin-ah. Are you really planning to completely cut ties with us, Shaolin?”

The old monk, who had seemed upright just a moment ago, suddenly asked with a pitiful expression.

Mujin noticed that it was a pity operation, but decided to let it slide.

It wasn’t because Hyuncheon was pitiful.

Because many people had lived in Shaolin for over ten years, they had become attached to Shaolin.

I couldn’t give up alcohol, meat, and dating, but I didn’t want to completely cut ties with those I had developed feelings for.

“I don’t intend to completely abandon Shaolin. If Shaolin allows me to, I’m thinking of creating a small sect.”

Thanks to the final battle, Mujin was treated as the true best in the world.

Although he said it was ‘small’, he could clearly see that the moment he founded the sect, prospective members would flock like a swarm of bees.

And Mujin planned to earn money by taking care of a few aspiring initiators and live a leisurely life.

Hyuncheon’s target was not just a secular sect.

“It’s good to create a clan, but I’m worried that it might waste your skills. As you know, Mujin, we’ve only reached a temporary truce to sort out the issues in Shincheon. The martial arts world is currently divided between Jeongsa-ma and Jeongsama. We plan to reach a truce agreement, but ten years seems long, but it’s actually a short period of time.”

When Mujin tilted his head, not knowing what Hyuncheon was trying to say, Hyuncheon continued speaking.

“However, this old monk does not have much time left. And above all, this old monk has already made a promise. He will resign from the position of leader once the problem of the Apostolic Union is resolved.”

Come to think of it, I had made such a promise to Hwangbo Ak, the head of the Hwangbo Se family.

“The period was extended because Shincheon revolted immediately after the war with the Sadolyeon. This old monk’s time as leader is now running out.”

At this point, I could understand what Mujindo Hyeoncheon was trying to say.

“Are you telling me to take over the leadership?”

“Hahaha. You got it right. Didn’t this old monk also give up his position as a chief priest to take on the position of leader? If you also came to Shaolin for a similar reason, wouldn’t that be plausible? Since you have properly left the mountain to avoid the laws of Shaolin, it would be good to continue your relationship with Shaolin.”

This was the most appropriate solution that the experienced Hyuncheon could come up with.

However, instead of answering right away, Mujin became lost in thought.

‘It seems like it would be nice to be able to continue the relationship with Muyul, Mugung, and Mugyeong… … But as the leader, it seems like there would be a lot of trouble.’

It was a solution that had both pros and cons.

Now that his greatest enemy, Shincheon, was gone, Mujin wanted to spend the rest of his life leisurely.

During the day, he planned to teach the members, no, beginners, martial arts and build up his muscles while doing so.

And in the afternoon, I planned to live life to the fullest, whether it be with alcohol or love.

When Mujin showed signs of worry, Hyuncheon quickly opened his mouth.

“Hehehe. Let me think about it for a moment. When this old monk steps down from the position of leader, who will challenge for the position? In this old monk’s opinion, the most likely candidates would be the head of the Namgung family or the head of the Hwangbo family.”

Hwangbo Se-ga, who was not a bad guy, but was stupid and easily swayed, and had already shown his greed for the position of leader.

Namgung Se-ga is a group of crazy guys who don’t care about anyone but the leader and live off their own tastes.

When he thought about those two becoming the leaders of the Jeongmu Alliance, even Mujin felt a headache.

“And you know that Mujin, even though the General is a capable man, he is not a good man. When the Namgung family head or the Hwangbo family head become the leaders, just imagining what the General will do without them knowing makes me feel dizzy.”

“… … .”

The image of Meng being played around by Zhuge Wuhuan like a puppet was vividly portrayed in Mujin’s mind.

In any case, the result of Mujin’s ten years of hard work and wandering around the Central Plains was the Jeongmu Alliance.

It’s incredible that such a political alliance falls into the hands of people like Namgung Gaju, Hwangbo Gaju, or Jegal Mu-hwan.

Besides, if they were Namgung or Hwangbo, they would be people who would attack Namcheonhoe or the Demonic Cult, saying they would sign a peace treaty or unify the martial arts world.

Zhuge Wuhwan was also a man who would easily break a peace treaty if his life was not in danger and the odds of victory were certain.

Mujin, who no longer wanted to see people dying in droves because of war, finally sighed and opened his mouth.

“I will make sure that I inherit the position of leader.”

Hyuncheon responded to Mujin’s answer with a bright smile like a child.

“If you do, I’ll have this old monk buy some time while you write your martial arts book in Shaolin. Since I have to coordinate a peace treaty with the Demonic Cult and the Southern Heavenly Society anyway, I’ll be able to buy enough time.”

* * *

After finishing his secret meeting with Hyuncheon, Mujin packed his bags the next day and headed to Shaolin.

Shaolin monks who had recovered to some extent also accompanied Mujin on his return journey.

After a journey of several days, they arrived in Shaolin, where they first held a lantern festival to commemorate the souls of those who lost their lives in the last battle.

And after the lantern festival ended, Mujin’s schedule went on as usual.

As always, I woke up in the morning, stretched out, and started working out.

For Mujin, who had lost his dantian, external martial arts were the beginning and the end of martial arts.

Of course, Mujin was able to control the natural environment by force, but what he needed to control the natural environment by force was external power.

If he could not maintain or further increase the level of Okgeumganggong, Mujin’s military power would inevitably decline rapidly.

‘… … I guess the only way to maintain power is ten years, or at most twenty years?’

It was a period of Mujin’s own heyday, calculated realistically.

After all, it was difficult to build and maintain muscle after I was in my forties.

Of course, there were people who boasted muscular bodies even after they were over 50 years old, but compared to when they put in the same amount of effort when they were younger, they were bound to be lacking.

In other words, from the age of forty, it was closer to the concept of slowing down the rate of weakening rather than becoming stronger.

‘Before that, if you gain enlightenment about nature, then maybe it would be different.’

It was as if it was what Hyeon-gwang had seen before he became Buddha.

If you ask yourself with your own intellect whether that is possible, the answer that comes out naturally is, well, I guess.

Anyway, after finishing his morning exercise, Mujin headed to Hyegwan’s residence after lunch.

No, now, instead of the now Buddha Hyegwan, it is the hall of his disciples Beophye and Mugyeong.

“Mugyeong, let’s go!”

“……ha.”

Looking at Mujin who had suddenly attacked, Mu-gyeong let out a deep sigh.

The reason Mujin kidnapped Mukyung was simple. Mujin’s afternoon routine was to write a martial arts book.

Of course, Mujin could explain the secrets and secrets of the martial arts he had learned on his own.

The only problem was that Mujin could only be solved in a very intuitive and simple way.

It simply expresses how to send your internal energy to each blood vessel and how to move in which flow.

However, Shaolin’s martial arts books are basically expressed in ‘Buddhist’ language. That is why martial arts scriptures were needed.

In addition, he was receiving help from monks who studied and managed Buddhist scriptures and martial arts books at Janggyeonggak.

Okgeumganggong, Musangsingwon, Geumgugong, etc. In addition, various exercise methods and soejil to train external energy.

If Mujin expresses the martial arts or exercise methods he is learning as they are, Mu-gyeong, who has some understanding of the theory of those martial arts or exercise methods, will refine them a little more to fit the ‘Mugong Book’.

And based on the content refined by Mu-gyeong, the monks go through the process of replacing the essentials and secrets in the martial arts books with Buddhist terminology.

Mujin, who spent the whole afternoon wrestling with food and paper to write martial arts books, or rather, hired ghostwriters to do it for him, would practice martial arts after dinner.

Now, as Mujin, who had no dantian, there was no need to use the internal energy method.

Therefore, Mujin’s martial arts training was limited to training that utilized only the natural energy.

Recalling the time when he fought against God, he repeatedly practices various martial arts simultaneously as a natural warrior.

Perhaps, Mujin thought that if he kept training like this, he might become more accustomed to the natural movement.

So, I repeated the same routine of practicing martial arts and writing books on iron and steel for about two weeks.

Finally, news reached Shaolin that the leaders of the Jeongmu Alliance, the Demonic Cult, and the Namcheonhoe had reached an agreement after ten days of talks.

A guest came to visit Mujin.

Fantasy, Wuxia, Fusion,