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◈ Season (1)
A few days later. The Shaolin disciples safely returned to Songshan.
Although he didn’t look as good as when he arrived at Mt. Wudang, he was safe.
“I’m home. Master. Sajo.”
When Mugung, whose body was covered in sweat and dust, bowed as class president, Hyedam, as always, silently shook her head and asked.
“Did you gain anything from the shaman?”
“I think it was a big help.”
Did they say that teachers and students look alike? Mugung also gave only a brief answer to Hyedam’s question.
This was because I realized from my experience over the past two years that Hyedam dislikes long-winded explanations.
“If you do, let me demonstrate it.”
At Hyedam’s command, Mugung took a horse-riding pose even though he was exhausted from pulling the carriage and showed off the martial arts he had learned.
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Mugung moved concisely, minimizing his movements. However, because it is so large and strong, even simple movements can cause powerful attacks.
And as Hyedam watched the scene, a slight ripple appeared in his eyes.
‘I feel much calmer.’
In Mugung’s movements, distracting thoughts disappeared in the truest sense.
Through this visit to shamanism, Mugung was able to shed doubts about herself.
He joined Shaolin with the desire to become a martial arts master, but after witnessing the overwhelming talents of Mujin and Mukyung, he felt doubts about himself.
No matter how much he thought in his head that he was going his own way, deep down in the heart of a young man who had not yet reached his terms, he was always wavering.
However, in shamanism, he gained great enlightenment.
It’s not that he’s lacking, but that Mujin and Mukyung have extraordinary talents.
Even in the shaman world, which is currently called the best gate in the world, both of their talents shined brilliantly. The only shaman who could be compared to the two was Cheongsu Dojang, and Cheongsu Dojang was already a genius who was famous throughout the central plains.
In addition, his self-esteem increased even more as the skinny shaman’s disciples admired Mugung’s massive muscles and begged him to teach them how to exercise.
Of course, the direction he and his shaman disciples were moving in was different. What they admired about themselves was only limited to their muscles. They took great pride in their martial arts skills.
But then what?
‘Our Shaolin martial artists are also not inferior to shamans.’
He was also a disciple of Shaolin who possessed the seasons as good as those of a shaman.
After spending time in a shaman, Mugung became convinced that he was not weak, and the hesitation disappeared from his movements.
Instead, it was replaced by training at a shaman and the strength developed by pulling a carriage. In addition, the wage of the summoning party consumed before leaving for the shaman was made up.
Naturally, the wind began to rise from his method, which was much faster and stronger than before he left as a shaman.
“That’s enough.”
Hye-dam, who was watching the scene, opened her mouth with an uncharacteristically small smile.
“Now, it seems that you are finally ready to learn the Tathagata Kidney.”
It was Hye-dam who realized that the time had come to teach Mugung the seventy-two kinds of rites.
* * *
Hye-geol, who had been visiting a shaman with her grandson, Mu-hyul, was lost in thought for a moment inside the palace.
This visit to shamanism was of great help to my son in many ways.
The Shaolin Fivequan pursued naturalness as much as it advocated the behavior of animals, and in some ways, it was closer to that of Taoism than Buddhism.
In particular, the martial arts of the shamans were truly using martial arts befitting the color of Taoism, unlike the Hwasan faction, which only talked about Taoism and pursued happiness, or the Jeomchang faction, which pursued sharp swords.
Of course, volcanic waves are living things in nature. Among them, it pursued the shape of a ‘flower’ and contained the mysteries of the sword, so fundamentally speaking, it was a place with a Taoist flavor.
Although Jeomchangpa was also a martial artist who focused on natural objects, it felt like he was somehow hostile towards natural objects. I was learning sword techniques for stabbing the sun and sword techniques for cutting through light.
In any case, for that reason, the martial arts exchange at the shaman was of great help to Muhyul. In particular, the current martial arts masters are the Hakkwon and the Sagwon, both of which were martial artists with their own softness in mind.
In addition, his martial arts skills have definitely surpassed the wall due to the summoning group he absorbed before leaving for the shaman and the various training he conducted on his way to and from the shaman.
Even though Sason’s level had clearly improved, for some reason, Hye-geol was immersed in agony in the royal palace.
‘Will I be able to catch it?’
Take a moment to think about your unidentified worries.
“hmm. “Wondering won’t give you the answer, so it would be better to move at a time like this.”
Hye-geol decided that action was better than worrying and stood up willingly.
“Hyuna. I hope you are taking good care of Muyul. “I have a place to visit.”
“yes. “Master.”
Hye-geol left those words to Beophyeon, her student and Mujin’s teacher, and ran away.
And five days later.
Hye-geol returned to Shaolin with her monk’s uniform covered in dust, as if she had been training to pull a carriage again.
With a pet next to me.
Crumble.
The animal, which was howling fiercely, silenced itself when Hye-geol stroked its neck once.
“Ha ha ha ha ha. “Isn’t it cute, Muyul?”
He pointed at the calm animal and smiled brightly at Muyul.
Because it was the first time he had seen an animal in his life, Muhyul’s eyes were shining brightly, full of curiosity.
Hye-geol must have liked that sight so much that she laughed heartily again and opened her mouth.
“Muyul! “Now is the time to finally learn how to vote.”
An animal that Hye-geol caught over five days.
It was a leopard.
* * *
Meanwhile, at that time.
“Are you back? Sajo.”
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Moo-gyeong politely greeted Hye-gwan, who had been to the world on a mission for the first time in a long time.
Hye-gwan’s visit to the secular world means that she is on her way back after punishing the evil Majin.
On the outside, it was the same as usual, but I still knew Mu-kyung, who had been with me for two years.
The fact that Hye-gwan was not in a good mood immediately after returning to the secular world.
Hye-gwan smiled as he looked at Mu-kyung who politely greeted him. Her face was pale, and she had a bottle of alcohol in one hand, making her look like she was clearly drunk.
“Hehehe. “Did you have a good time at the shaman?”
“yes. Sajo.”
“If I do, I’ll have to check how much it has increased.”
Mu-gyeong, who understood what Hye-gwan meant, wasted no time in digging into Hye-gwan.
Hye-gwan seemed to like the sight, and with a satisfied smile, she gave up the left leg.
The left wing flew in at an unexpected angle and at a bizarre speed.
Sreuk.
Mu-gyeong let go of Hye-gwan’s kick with a gentle movement of her body.
The martial arts skills he had learned through martial arts exchanges at a shaman were quickly put to use.
“Hahaha! “I learned something interesting.”
While Hye-gwan bursts into cheerful laughter, Mu-kyung digs in one step further and strikes out loud.
Hyegwan knew very well. The fact that that day can be changed at any time by a district, local law, or Geumnasu.
So, Hyegwan made a bold move.
Instead of defending or evading, he folded his left leg that Mu-gyeong had let go and aimed his knee at Mu-gyeong’s head.
Moo-gyeong, who recognized this fact, retrieved the stamp he had been holding out and urgently blocked his knee.
After that, the two masters continued to spar, exchanging dozens of sums.
puck.
Hye-gwan, who had been attentive, increased her speed, kicked Mu-gyeong and opened her mouth.
“I’m sober.”
He said he was attentive, but it became difficult to deal with him while he was drinking.
‘I can’t believe you’ve grown so much already.’
Hye-gwan smiled bitterly, not showing her satisfaction.
“Then, let’s start learning proper martial arts.”
“Are you talking about proper martial arts?”
Mu-gyeong, who was pushed away by Hye-gwan’s feet, tilted her head and asked. Hyegwan only pushed him away with his foot, but did not kick him with all his might, so there was no major damage.
In response to Mu-gyeong’s question, Hye-gwan, instead of adding a word, threw down the bottle of alcohol she was holding in her right hand and took a stance.
Hyegwan slowly punched a fist in the air, and each time she punched it, she recited a series of verses that seemed to come from Buddhist scriptures.
And in accordance with the movements and phrases, golden energy overflowed from Hye-gwan’s fist.
Hye-gwan, who showed off a total of 24 movements, gathered her posture and spoke.
“This is one of the seventy-two kinds of ceremonial arts that this Daengjung is practicing. It’s a Geumgangbok betting ticket. “Did you remember your brother and Yogyeol?”
To Hye-gwan’s question, who showed off the Seventy-Two kinds of politeness by saying it was no big deal, Mu-gyeong answered in a calm tone.
“For now, I remember everything.”
In response, Hyegwan smiled with a strange expression.
‘also.’
His son-in-law was a genius. Hyegwan, who is currently considered one of the leading masters in Shaolin, was not at that level.
As long as ten years. Maybe after about five years, I might not be able to teach Sason.
But that’s just a matter of the future anyway. It was still time for him to teach martial arts.
“if. “From now on, let’s spar with the Geumgangbok Horse Ticket.”
“yes!? I’ve only just memorized the key words with my brother… … .”
“Hehehe. That’s enough. Martial arts are originally learned through actual combat.”
Hye-gwan planned to teach Mu-gyeong in her own way.
“Now, just a moment… … .”
“Where can you be for a moment in real life!”
While Mu-kyung, who has become contemplative, shouts urgently, Hye-gwan’s fist, which is already digging into Mu-kyung, turns golden.
“Guo, how do you make boxing!?”
“If you don’t know something, you can learn by getting hit!”
From the hall of Hyegwan, the sound of a song rang out again.
* * *
It was around the time when the trio of Mujabae were learning a new martial art.
Mu-jin was calmly examining himself at Hyeon-gwang’s place.
‘My strength and Okgeumganggong are gradually increasing.’
It went into a transitional period for a while around spring, but it felt like it had started growing again recently.
‘Was the carriage pulling training helpful in some way?’
People are often described as animals of adaptation. This was an expression used for a person’s way of thinking, but it was also the same for the body.
The human body adapts to hardship. No matter how difficult the training is, if you endure it while yelling in response to the evil, you will eventually get used to it.
Of course, training to the point of getting injured was another thing.
The expression, ‘Ordeals to the extent of not dying make me stronger’ was also applied to the body.
However, on the contrary, after adaptation, growth actually stops. The human body only grew to a level where it could ‘endure’ the asceticism.
The same goes for training muscles. Therefore, in order to train your muscles, you not only had to change the weight, but you also often had to change the exercise method.
From that perspective, it could be said that the crazy full-body exercise of pulling a carriage, which he had never done before, led to new changes in his muscles.
‘From now on, whenever there is a transition period, I will have to try some strange practices.’
Mu-jin, whose physique did not collapse thanks to the Okgeumgang Ball, had increased his strength to an unprecedented level, and was now beyond the strength he had when he was Choi Kang-hyeok.
From now on, it could be said to be an uncharted territory for Mujin.
In addition, he gained insight into how to fight through the teachings of Unhe Jinin.
It could be said that it was truly a series of good news, but Mujin’s expression was not as bright.
“It’s already been almost half a year, and there has been no progress in self-defense.”
It was around early spring that I succeeded in releasing my energy freely and wrapping my energy around my hands and feet like gloves and shoes.
Since then, growth has stopped.
For Mujin, who was aiming to achieve the level of self-defense qigong that covers the entire body with energy, he was still a long way from reaching his goal.
How can we radiate energy further and maintain the desired shape?
Thinking of such concerns, Mujin continued to emit and retrieve energy through his hands and feet.
“Hehehe. “You seem to have a lot to worry about.”
Hyeon-gwang, who was watching, approached Mu-jin with a hollow smile.
“When you are stuck in finding your own way, it is a good idea to borrow the wisdom of Zen monks.”
“You mean the wisdom of a Zen monk?”
“It is true. What you are aiming for now is to spread the energy from your fists and feet even further. “Don’t you want it to maintain its intended form?”
“That’s right. “Grandfather.”
“Among our Shaolin martial arts, there is one martial artist who is deeply concerned about sending energy further.”
At Hyunkwang’s words, Mujin’s eyes lit up and he asked a question.
“What is that martial arts?”
Instead of answering Mugung’s question right away, Hyeon-gwang took a stance and threw a fist into the air.
However, there was no change near the fist that Hyunkwang threw.
instead.
Flutter!
The branches of a tree dozens of miles away were broken off.
“In our Shaolin world, this martial art is called Baekbo Shinjeon (百步神拳).”
Hyunkwang gave a demonstration and smiled softly.
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