Cavity (2)

 

Mujin, who had succeeded in storing qi in the slightest detail, spurred on the method of earthen abduction.

He continued to inhale and exhale repeatedly, gradually accumulating Qi, and with each repetition, the amount of Qi he absorbed was increasing ever so slightly.

At first, it was about five decimal places, but before it knew it, it was up to four decimal places.

And before he knew it, Dharma Kang, who had finished the ceremony, was watching Mu Jin in a trance.

More than a year has already passed since Mujin began the Tonap method.

Dharma Kang also spun a few times in the inner air, and then stood up because it had been a while.

But that little boy still hasn't lost his concentration and is repeating the method of vomiting...

And that's not enough.

'Did you feel energy in just one day?'

I've noticed a slight difference in the amount of qi going in and out of my child's nose and mouth.

Law Kang looked at Mu Jin with an uncharacteristically surprised face.

This was an astonishing pace of development. Even the Dharma Kang, the embodiment of hard work, took about ten days to feel the qi of the Tonap Method.

To be honest, even if he was standing next to me, I didn't think it would be possible for him to feel it in one day.

This was partly due to Choi Kang-hyuk's unique tenacity and concentration in Mujin's body, but it was also possible because Mujin's body itself was imbued with exceptional talent.

These two things worked synergistically, and with the help of the Fa River, this miracle unfolded.

And looking at the talented child, Dharma Kang thought.

"Master Hyunsung and Master Hyejeong were right... This child is the child who will become the pillar of our Millennium Shaolin."

He is considered to be the most genius of the two great disciples. In terms of talent, I thought it was better than his ability.

Of course, the Dharma Sheng was from a martial family, so he had already felt the qi before he entered Shaolin, so it was a bit unreasonable to make a direct comparison.

Watching such an outstanding sand quality, Dharma Kang said to himself.

'Wait a minute. Mujina · I'm going to shatter your fears and make sure you start training in Shaolin."

It was a resolution that would have spooked Mujin if he had heard it.

Mujin, who had been concentrating on whether he had sensed the ominous energy behind his resolution, took one last breath and opened his eyes.

Clearly, it was just beginning to set when the law began, but before I knew it, my son-in-law was completely consumed by darkness.

"I'm sorry. Dormitory· I didn't know it was so late..."

"It was... Hurry back to your quarters. It's time for the bell to ring. I was worried about what would happen if it was too late, but I'm glad I got up on time."

"Yes· Thanks for the help· Dormitory!"

Mu Jin stood up and raised the Shaolin unique one-handed Dharma ritual to the Dharma Kang, which he was now accustomed to.

"Fufufu · But now that you've felt the qi, tomorrow you'll be able to learn Shaolin's initiation into the Shaolin Mind."

"Shouldn't you memorize all the blood prayers?"

"You, the son of a righteous family, don't have the jaws to know the bloodline, do you?"

"Oh . . . Oh I know! Hahaha· I've been joking..."

"Hahaha· It's a mischievous joke. It's getting late, so hurry up and get in."

"Yes· Dormitory!"

Knowing that his lies were about to be exposed, Mujin hurriedly turned and ran towards his lodgings.

"I'm going to have to memorize all the bloodlines by the end of the day."

Tomorrow, if he can't memorize the blood sword and learn the Buddha Heart Gong, all his lies will be exposed.

It was Mujin who had unintentionally stayed up all night studying.

* * *

The next day, Mujin woke up early in the morning and forcibly woke up Mu Yu, who was still traveling in dreamland, and warmed up together.

And during the early morning training session, I worked with the member in charge, Law Kang, to do abdominal exercises that didn't put too much strain on my knees.

"All the children who have felt the qi and recited the blood sword, please come forward."

In the morning training session, I finally learned the art of fire.

In just one day, he felt qi and memorized all the major blood canals through semi-compulsory all-night study, and he stepped forward confidently.

'Huh?'

For some reason, there were many other children who stepped forward.

'Is it easier than I thought to feel Qi?'

Mujin thought about it in his heart.

"This is the foundation and foundation of our Shaolin Method. It is a booklet containing the essence of the fire."

At that moment, Hye-jung spoke to the children who stepped forward. He explained the contents of the booklet to the children in detail.

Since the Buddha Heart Gong was an introductory martial artist, the content was not too complicated.

It was just a matter of how to circulate the qi that was sucked in by breathing.

As it was a basic Heart, the Mind Void only contained the safest and strongest blood swords needed to contain the energy of the Buddha, in the right order.

The higher you go from here, the more complicated the number and order of the blood canals become, and the more they become dangerous if they are touched incorrectly.

On the other hand, as the number and order of blood canals became more complex, so did the speed at which the inner cavity increased, but it was natural to start with the safest non-core pit at first.

"Then go back to your seat and enter the Abyssal Cultivation from now on. If you don't understand or have any questions, raise your hand and I or the Great Disciples will come up to you and tell you."

After explaining Hye-jeong's heart-to-heart attack, Mujin and the other children all went back to their seats.

And Mu Yul, who was vomiting at his seat, welcomed Mu Jin back to his seat.

"Wow... How did she do it all in one day?"

Born into an ordinary family, Mu Yul, who happened to be noticed by a great disciple who had gone out on a journey to Kanghu, had not yet felt the qi.

Mu Jin replied with a light smile at the sight of Mu Yul asking questions instead of showing jealousy at his friend's advancement.

"You'll be able to do it in no time. If you make a noise, you might get scolded, so focus on your breathing."

He looked at the position of the disciples who were walking around and covered his mouth with his index finger.

"Hmm... Heheheh..."

Mu Yul replied with a bashful smile when asked what else was good, then closed his eyes and focused on his breathing.

"Then I'll concentrate on myself."

After chatting with Mu Yul, Mu Jin thought that he didn't know, so he looked at the booklet of the Buddha Heart Gong once more, and completely imprinted the blood chart and order in his mind.

Then he sat down and took a deep breath through his nose, just as he had done in the Dharma.

He used the method he had practiced last night to circulate the qi in the air along the blood canal to match the essence of the void.

"Oho· It's a lot more efficient than just holding on, isn't it?'

In the process of spinning along the blood canal, the qi of nature adapted to his body, and the amount of qi remained in the danzhen much higher than yesterday.

Of course, that would have gone from four decimal places to three. However, that alone was also an excellent effect compared to the Tonap method.

'Hmph· It's a hollow attack. Attack!'

The fact that he had finally obtained the Inner Attack, the flower of the martial arts, made Mujin lose track of time and immersed himself in the Inner Void.

* * *

Five days had passed since Mu Jin began to learn the Buddha Deep Technique.

In the meantime, his inner pores, which had not been even a speck of dust, had grown to the size of a small rice.

And Mujin, who was completely amused by increasing the size of the inner hole, was still practicing the fire hole at the inn during the evening free time without fail.

Mu Yul, who was sitting next to him, was also sitting in a patriarchal position and repeating the method of vomiting.

Based on Mu Jin's experience of feeling Qi with the help of the Fa Lecture, Mu Yu was forced to sit down every time and practiced Buddha Mind Gong together.

Mu Yul, who had been forced by Mu Jin to repeat the vomiting method, opened his eyes when the tip passed.

And when he realized that Mu Jin was completely in a state of fortune, Mu Yul stood up very carefully.

For Mu Yul, who was still young, it was very difficult to repeat the method of vomiting quietly for more than one day.

In fact, in my heart, I wanted to wake up Mu Jin who was in a state of disbelief and play with him, but I couldn't because of the story I picked up somewhere.

It's dangerous if someone touches it in the middle of the cloud.

Muyul, who was relieved of his regret of not being able to play with his friends, sneaked up on him with a regretful expression and slid open the door of the inn.

"Phew..."

After sneaking out of the inn, Mu Yul sighed and started his evening walk with a sunny face.

As a resident of the city, there was limited space for me to move around even if I had my own time.

The training hall of the Nahan Party· And the whole area where the residents live is gathered.

Mu Yul wandered around the entire corner of the inn where evening had come, as if he were going on an adventure.

Then, in a creepy place behind the hall, I found a child lying on the floor trying to sleep.

"Uhhhh When you slept on the ground, your mouth would spin?"

Mu Yul, who couldn't bear to let the child's mouth turn, walked towards the child.

"Huh?"

As she got closer, she realized that she wasn't sleeping.

"Ugh..."

He wasn't sleeping, he was lying on the floor. His clothes were covered in dust, and he groaned.

* * *

On the other hand, at that time·

Mujin, who had been immersed in the fire for a long time, realized that Mu Yul had disappeared only after finishing the Fortune Ceremony.

"Oh no..."

Mujin, who was furious at the fact that his nephew had skipped training, kicked the door of the dormitory and stepped forward.

“··· Where have you been?"

Standing in front of the door was Mu Yul, who had just returned to his quarters.

"What's that corpse?"

Dragging a corpse on...

"It's not a corpse! It's the death penalty!"

“··· You've put him to death?"

Looking at the drag-and-drag marks on the floor, with their faces all dying, I almost couldn't help but say, "You're the culprit!"

"Nope! The Death Penalty Without Mercy! The death penalty that preceded me!"

"But why are you dragging out the death penalty so much?"

"Hehehe... I couldn't carry it because it was heavy, so I dragged it with me. He should have picked himself up a little and picked him up, but he had completely collapsed like this..."

"Hmmm· You've been down all along?"

"Hmm..."

"So why was he lying down?"

"Uh-huh... I don't know..."

Hearing Mu Yul's answer, Mu Jin leaned down and took a closer look at the corpse-looking Mu Qing.

'I think it's a mud stain from Mu Yul's dragging ... These are footprints?'

It wasn't long before Mu Jin was able to finish his reasoning without difficulty.

"This . . . No matter how you look at it, it's a hit mark, isn't it?"

"Hit marks?"

"Hmm... There are footprints and a lot of bruises all over my body when I glance at my clothes."

"Uhhhh Why is the death penalty so bad?"

Mu Yul tilted his head and asked, but Mu Jin didn't know why.

Nope· In the first place, Mujin had no interest in any of his siblings, except for Mu Yul.

This martial arts guy was also dragged by Mu Yul, so he was just taking a peek at it.

'Hmm? But now that I think about it, the name sounds familiar, doesn't it?'

I wonder why?

I'm sure they've been cultivating together for a few days, but their faces aren't familiar, but their names are strangely familiar.

But even after thinking about it for a moment, nothing came to mind, so Mujin quickly turned off his nerves.

Instead, what caught his eye was the figure of Mu Yul looking at Mu Qing with a sad face, and Mu Jin opened his mouth with a light tongue at his innocent appearance.

"Why? Do you want to know why?"

"Yes! But Mujin doesn't know?"

"I don't know..."

Blurting out the words, Mu Jin raised his hand and pointed his finger somewhere.

"Whoever might know, knows..."

Mu Yul turned his head in the direction Mu Jin was pointing.

What he saw was the figure of Mu Zheng, who was in the middle of cultivating alone.

"Death penalty?"

"Hmm..."

"You know why the death penalty is infinite? Oh boy! Did the death penalty hit you?"

It was a shame to name an innocent person as a suspect.

"It's a good thing that someone has the courage to dig like this... Mu Yul told you before, Mu Gong was almost the first of all the kids here..."

"Mmmm!"

"So you know better than we do before we came in..."

"Oh! Wow, Mujin is really smart!"

I wonder why?

For some reason, I couldn't be happy with Muyul's praise.

I wondered if there were people who weren't smart by his standards.

"Anyway, he might know, so I'll ask him..."

"yes!!"

Mu Yul replied brightly and turned around and rushed towards Mu Gong, who was training alone.

Kung!

Throwing the corpse named Mu Kyung to the ground, which had been dragged along.

“··· Is it a confirmed kill?"

Take a moment to look at Mu Yul with a puzzled expression.

Mu Yule didn't know what he was talking about, and Mu Gong, who had been interrupted in training, began to scowl his face and glared at Mu Jin.

"Huh..."

Feeling that something was bothering him, Mujin walked up to the two of them.