The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 81

Episode 81 You can’t see any gaps.

The sword techniques of Ooyang Mugeuk organized by Ki Seong-ja are a total of eight types of herbal techniques. I was able to roughly imitate the first half of the sedge style, so I counted it as something I had already learned.

1. The long sword style is to send out energy.

2. The dagger style compresses energy.

3. The Mangeomsik (萬劍式) is to spread sword energy like a mighty rain.

Four. Balgeomsik (拔劍式) is a technique of unfolding the previous three chosiks while drawing a sword.

However, the latter half of the martial arts technique was difficult for me as well.

5. Thunder sword method. They say the sword energy turns into a thunderstorm. How should I do this?

Six. Wooden sword style. They say the five seasons are performed with a wooden sword. Isn’t it normal for the wooden sword to break?

Seven. Kigeomsik (氣劍式). It is said that all the seasons are held without a wooden sword, so if this is the case, you will not know why you are learning swordsmanship.

8. Non-polar style. It is written that the sword, spirit, and internal strength explode in an instant, but it is so absurd and herbivorous that I have nothing to say about it.

I read it three times over and over again, but gave up on the second half of the book neatly, without regrets, and quickly.

A man who gives up as soon as things don’t work out, that’s me.

The instructor’s explanation is so brief that if you try to force yourself to learn it, you will only end up learning it four times. This senior always gives brief explanations.

This may be because your level is high, or it may be because you think it is meaningless to explain in detail.

I realized something while learning martial arts in my past life.

While some things can be learned easily as soon as you see them, there are some martial arts or certain basic skills that you cannot learn because they do not match your way of thinking, personality, or understanding.

The important thing is that I am not inherently a perfect human being.

As written in the Geumgu Soyogong, it is possible to become stronger little by little each day. Trying to forcefully hold on to what is not working and digging into it will not lead to good results. There are many ways to become stronger, so there was no need for me to stick to the late-game sage style.

I planned to adopt a more flexible and loose mindset toward martial arts than during my Gwangma days.

‘Don’t force yourself to do something you can’t do.’

He put Hyeoncheol in a box that looked quite expensive, put the unidentified ring on his middle finger, and then went outside.

Is it because I read the book over and over again?

Dawn was already breaking.

After grabbing an uncovered bottle of Dugangju from the kitchen, I sat down at the table outside and watched the sun rise for a while.

Just like Zaha when the sun sets, I also thought that the color of the sky was strange when the sun rose. It feels like when yin and yang take turns, their tightly held hands glowing.

Anyway, whether it was at sunset or dawn, that mysterious halo of light always resembled my name, Jaha (紫霞).

After stopping my thoughts and appreciation, I read the author’s review written at the end of the secret book.

“Did Ooyang Mugeuk’s swordsmanship look amazing? “This guy was completely defeated by me seven times.”

I read it as if I was having a conversation with an established person after drinking a glass of Tougangju.

“You’re wonderful.”

“Then am I the greatest person in the world? no. As far as I know, there are other experts at a similar level to me. Everyone gets old and dies, so how can one boast about how he was once the best in the world? If I don’t compete with those experts and just take care of my health for the rest of my life and survive longer than them, will I become the best in the world? By then, I too will soon grow old and die. In short, saying things like “the best in the world” is meaningless. If, while traveling around the world, I meet a stronger master than me and discuss martial arts, this will also be my blessing and joy. How can victory and defeat be more enjoyable than raising the level of martial arts? Martial arts are essentially learned slowly and over a long period of time. Those who rush face the fate of harming themselves, like Ouyang Mugeuk. Will Huin walk the path of magic, gaining strength in a short period of time, or will he become stronger day by day and become a perfect knight? Think about it. No matter how strong a strongman becomes, he cannot defeat a strong-hearted charlatan. “I know many people disagree with me, but this is my opinion.”

“Um, just a charlatan?”

What kind of absurd theory of charlatanism is this?

These days, it’s a world where the word ‘charlatan’ itself has almost disappeared, but Master Ki Seong-ja, an old man, was talking about ‘charlatan’.

If it were someone else’s words, I would have passed them by one ear, but I can’t.

This is because these are the words of none other than an established person.

As I drank alone, I pondered the old man’s theory of a charlatan.

Why on earth?

Are you saying that the charlatan is stronger?

Because the content of the book was so short, I could not immediately answer the questions I wanted. Suddenly, she looked toward the Phoenix VIP room and saw Baek So-ah and Black Major, both of whom had their blood vessels loosened, sticking their heads out and making eye contact with her.

I asked.

“Run away?”

Two people ran towards me and responded in a tone of reporting on business.

“I came out to see if the light had gone out.”

“I came out to see where Confucius was.”

I pointed across the table.

“Sit down.”

“yes.”

As soon as the two people sat down, I asked them a straight question.

“What do you think about charlatans?”

The Black Major responded.

“I have no idea. “There is no fortress, is there?”

Baek So-ah also answered.

“I learned when I was young that charlatans are wonderful people.”

I scratched the back of my head and pointed at Du Gangju with my chin.

“Have a drink.”

“yes.”

“It’s best to drink alcohol while looking at the morning sun. “You have to drink it while you are in a miserable position in the world to really enjoy the taste of alcohol.”

I had a few drinks with two people whose names had the words ‘bright’ and ‘smiling’ in them, and I told them the nicknames I had come up with on the spot.

“From now on, you will all call me Black and White Soso (black and white soso). “The meaning of your name also means smiling brightly, so it is your job to always smile brightly.”

Black Major and White Minor looked at each other and then answered at the same time.

“All right.”

“I’m going to meditate for a while until my subordinates arrive… … .”

I took out the flash dagger from my pocket, put it on the table, and spoke in a serious tone.

“If you see an opening, stab me.”

“… … .”

After appointing Black and White Soso as a sentry, I fell into meditation. If I had eaten spring herbal medicine, I would have had a dirty dream, but in the dream, I was being beaten by Gwangseung again.

Sometimes that happens.

What if you hear me snoring while I’m sleeping? The man who can hear snoring even while dreaming is me.

Suddenly, I woke up feeling uncomfortable, so I placed an empty chair in front of me and put my legs up. Suddenly, looking at the two people with wistful eyes, Black and White Soso opened his mouth.

“Sleep comfortably.”

“You can’t see any gaps.”

I answered while closing my eyes.

“… … “That is me.”

I snored again. This time, I went to sleep with the mindset of beating Gwangseung.

* * *

“Prince, I think you need to wake up.”

As soon as I heard the Black Major’s voice, I nodded with my eyes closed.

“Was the meditation long?”

“yes.”

“yes?”

“That was appropriate.”

I looked around while wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth. The atmosphere was very scary from daylight onwards.

To the left, a little distance away, the servants of the Black Cat Room, including the head of the Death God, were lined up, and to the right, a group of powerful men dressed in uniform were glaring at the Black Cat Room. Judging by the atmosphere and attire, it was Nammyeonghoe. Jeomsoy Jobal, who was in the group, pointed at me.

“That person is not the captain, that person is the captain.”

“That guy?”

The man leading Nammyeonghoe’s warriors glared at me.

I yawned and then spoke to Black and White Soso.

“You two, stay to the left. “They are my subordinates.”

Black and White Soso hurriedly got up and moved towards the messenger. I was in a half-asleep state and gulped down the tofu liquor on an empty stomach.

I was drooling, my head was caked, and as soon as I opened my eyes I drank a glass of alcohol, which gave me a pathetic feeling that there was no one else in the world to compete with.

An executive from Nammyeonghoe who came to inspect Narakhoe asked me.

“Are you the leader?”

I responded by pointing to the opposite direction.

“As you can see. “Sit down.”

While the two sides were facing off, an executive of Nammyeonghoe walked alone and sat across from them.

Naturally, a snowball fight broke out.

Since I trained in snowball fights, which ugly guys learn before they even have time to grow up, since my days in Jeomsoy, I almost never lose.

The one who blinked first spoke.

“This is the Namyeonpung (南延風) of Nammyeonghoe.”

This guy seemed to be a relative of Hoeju and had the same last name. I looked at my subordinates and revealed my identity, which seemed appropriate.

“I am the Black Cat Ark.”

Nam Yeonpung narrowed his eyebrows and answered.

“Are you a disciple of Daenachal?”

“He is the one who killed Daenakchal.”

“Right. What about the old suit?”

“dead.”

“Did you know that Gu Yang-bok was the person who was giving bribes to our Nammyeonghoe?”

“He revealed it before he died.”

Nam Yeonpung looked at me and then looked at Nammyeonghoe’s troops. The number of his troops was much smaller than that of Nammyeonghoe. It seems like he heard Jo Pal’s words and quickly came to check on the situation.

Nam Yeonpung said.

“You are young, but do you know our leader’s personality?”

“Because of Hoeju’s personality.”

Nam Yeon-pung touched his forehead as if to suppress his anger and then responded.

“Black Cat Ark, you yourself should come into Nammyeonghoe and apologize to the Lord. That’s the only way to keep things from getting worse. Go back to your room and ask your subordinates what kind of organization our Nammyeonghoe is, what kind of person the Lord of the group is, and gather information before coming back. To apologize, okay? “If you don’t like that, then you are in an all-out war with Nammyeonghoe.”

“Apologise?”

Nam Yeon-pung said, pointing to the neighborhood with his finger.

“Do you think the Lord of the Society will be angry about the payment or the Narakhoe? Money is not important. Come in and explain why you killed Goo Yang-bok for no particular reason. Nammyeonghoeju’s sword does not discriminate against its target. Regardless of whether it is a magic sword, a white sword, or the same black sword. Don’t let it spread to death and killing.”

From the statement that money is not important, I already felt that Nammyeonghoe was a fairly strong organization.

He said to Nam Yeonpung.

“Tell it to the owner. Gu Yang-bok said that he died because of his fraudulent gambling. Whether or not I paid you back, fraudulent gambling is a different matter. He just passed on to you some of the money he collected through fraud. If you knew about it and accepted it, you are guilty of aiding and abetting fraud according to the laws of the Murim League, and if Nammyeonghoe helped you, you are also a participant in fraudulent gambling. So it’s not right to ask me to apologize. “After I convey this point, I will add my words.”

“What?”

I pointed at Namyeonpung with my finger.

“I will be in the Black Tomb Room, so invite me politely in the name of Lord Nammyeonghoe. Then, I will come and discuss with Hoeju what happened this time. I guess those idiotic words to apologize came from your head… … .”

I said to Nam Yeon-feng, pointing to the flash dagger that was still stuck on the table.

“Yeonpung, do you want to rummage around here?”

“… … .”

I spoke to Nam Yeon-pung while leaning my upper body forward.

“Is Nammyeonghoe pretty strong? It’s none of my business. For your information, Daenachal was more arrogant than you before he died. You go back and tell the owner what I have to say. Say useless bullshit to your idiots. okay?”

Nam Yeon-pung glared at me and then glanced at my subordinates. It may be worrying, but I thought he wasn’t the type of person who would die recklessly here.

Nam Yeon-pung stood up, sighed once, and then spoke.

“See you again.”

I was by nature a very stubborn guy, so I kept making fun of Nam Yeon-pung, who pretended to be strong until the end.

“Yeonpung.”

Nam Yeon-pung looked back.

“I saved your life once. good.”

As I grinned, Nam Yeon-pung turned around with his face bright red. Next, Nammyeonghoe, who had gathered with great force, disappeared while maintaining heavy silence. Of course, the Jeomsoy Jopal I know also followed them.

Only then did I call Sogunpyeong and tell him.

“Let’s go back after recovering all the money from those women and the gambling king.”

Sogunpyeong nodded.

“All right.”

I called out to Jeomsoy Ilbo, who was standing there in an awkward manner, with a wave of my hand. After handing Ilbo an empty glass, I poured him some Doogangju.

“Good work.”

Ilbo answered with a grin.

“thank you.”

The priests and subordinates were all staring, so I added a word.

“Let’s wrap things up and leave within an hour. I will drink alcohol when I arrive at the Black Cat Room. I know so. “I made a lot of money today, so let’s drink a little extravagantly.”

It was said to boost the morale of his subordinates.

Now that I think about it, I didn’t do anything special today other than waking up, drinking, and visiting Nammyeonghoe.

The role of captain is this difficult and yet pathetic.

When I think about it, if I were still a light demon in my past life, I would have killed not only Nam Yeon-pung but also the subordinates he brought with him and even Jo-pal.

Was it because I felt a sense of responsibility towards my subordinates that I didn’t do that?

Or, am I changing little by little?

I couldn’t tell right now.

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