Top of the Stream (1)
The decrease in the amount of money sent from the secular clan during the two years was also surprisingly related to Mujin.
To be precise, Mujin and Muqing were related.
About 2 years ago,
The incident of rescuing a martial arts officer who was being bullied by the disciples of the secular clan.
Shaolin resolved the matter very fairly.
When he realized that the Mun Sect had been collecting money by harassing the Mu Qing people, he abolished the martial arts of the Mun Sect and returned all their property to the surrounding villagers.
Funnily enough, that was the beginning of the problem.
Shaolin's will was exalted, but most of those living in the world were not interested in such a high will. Even the Shaolin disciples are the same.
Stained by the world, they were distrustful of the Shaolin way of throwing out the disciples rather than the sect that had tormented the villagers.
The disbelief that they, too, could be thrown out at any time.
Therefore, the secular sects, which had some obstacles, were not reluctant to enter under the control of other sects, even though they were the vassal families of Shaolin.
Naturally, as they came under the control of other sects, they did not send any donations, and when Shaolin did not sanction them, the exodus became even greater.
After two years, nearly half of the sect had left.
"We should have stopped those who had left at that time. Master·"
"Uh-huh... It's the choice of the head monk. And how could a Shaolin disciple want to punish the innocent?"
"Why did they go under the command of another sect! Isn't it because you have a conscience that you have left?"
"It is nothing but a symptom. Amitabha Buddha·"
Chu Bodang, who was chanting the Buddha, also had the same thoughts as his disciple in his heart.
It was just the way Shaolin was...
"Intimidating someone and taking money from them just because of their suspicion is no different from infidelity."
"But..."
"And if they do, they will raise their voices in the sects they choose to be a part of. When such voices come together, the rumor that Shaolin has been stained by the world spreads throughout the Middle Plains."
"They are the ones who have been favored by our Shaolin and have learned martial arts."
"Hyemin-ah· How can I not know your heart? However, we Shaolin do not ask for compensation when we receive disciples. If you ask for a return of grace, it is business, not grace. How could a Buddhist show favor in the hope of recompense from others?"
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"When those who have received our favor have sinned against sentient beings. If you pay for your sins at that time, that's enough. You cannot punish them for not returning the favor. Amitabha Buddha·"
It's so fair. Lonely and lonely·
They could not be punished in the simple Shaolin way.
Even though there was not enough money to feed the disciples when winter came.
* * *
The routine of the Three Great Disciples of Shaolin was quite simple.
I wake up at dawn, say hello to the masters and priests who share the hall, and head to the Nahan Hall.
Then, as he did when he was an initiate, he trains his body in the training hall used by the three great disciples. After early morning training, after breakfast, they also study Buddhist scriptures and practice martial arts.
After completing their training at the Monk Hall, the three disciples' afternoon routine consisted of cleaning the precincts and greeting visitors.
However, in Mujin's case, he had been absent from that job for a long time. Mujin's job is to treat Hyungwang.
He had reached a formidable realm and was able to manipulate the Keeper of Nature to his heart's content, but his body had not yet healed.
Mu Jin didn't understand why, but even though Hyun Guang had reached a high level, he didn't show any miracles like the Ring Bone Metamorphosis or the Ban Ring Movement, which often appeared in martial arts.
Therefore, Mu Jin would devote himself to the treatment of Hyun Guang in the afternoon, and in the evening, he would go to Hye Guan's hall to practice martial arts in Dalian.
About a month later...
"Mujin-ah· From today onwards, I will be in charge of your treatment again, so why don't you join the other three great disciples?"
Nominally, Mujin's teacher and son-in-law, Dharma Qian, made such a proposal to Mujin.
"Is that what Master said?"
Mu Jin asked, "Why bother?"
"I and Sajo all know how you feel... However, as the Three Great Disciples, it is also very important for us to understand the work of the Three Great Disciples and how our Shaolin works."
The law explained that considering the future of Mujin.
He also understood the law. The fact that Mu Jin is the equivalent of Shaolin. Therefore, it was even more necessary for him to be with the three great disciples of his age.
Should the child who will lead Shaolin in the future have a difficult relationship with those who will be with him?
According to rumors inside Shaolin, Mujin still only hangs out with a few of the people he was close to when he was an inductee.
There were rumors that he was still at odds with the children of the previous riders who had become the third disciples before Mujin.
Of course, from Mujin's point of view, it was enough to take care of the trio of Hyun-gwang and Muja-bae, and it was enough to just look at the ending of the novel appropriately.
"Mujin-ah· This expense is the same as Gun's..."
When the light came out like that, Mujin also found it hard to force himself.
"Hehehe... Over the past month, I've learned how to use these tools. Even without you, Guni and the two of us can do it."
Hyun Guang pointed to the various tools on the main floor.
Foam ruler made by thickly padding leather on a lump of metal, elastic band made of natural rubber· Barrel made of wood and padded with leather· In addition, a reformer that uses a combination of springs, wood, and elastic bands.
Hyunkwang, who began to gain muscle in earnest, was recently learning rehabilitation exercises (Pilates) from Mujin.
"If there's anything you don't know, don't worry, I'll ask you in the evening."
With Hyunguang's words at the end, Mujin had no choice but to accept their proposal.
"Then, from tomorrow onwards, I'll talk to the monk and go back to my original work..."
* * *
The next afternoon·
Mu Jin was following the instructions of Xuanguang and Fa Qian to see the work of the three great disciples of the Monk Temple.
It was said that he was welcoming visitors to Shaolin.
Shaolin was a temple that had been around for a thousand years before the Wulin Munfa. Naturally, there was a line of visitors, but it was impossible for the Wulin Gate to be open all the time.
Therefore, Shaolin only partially accepted visitors from Misi to New City (13:00~17:00).
It was easy to welcome visitors because of the limited time, and if they were accepted in the morning or evening, they would come too far, and there were many injured people on the dark mountain roads.
Anyway, I hope that you will greet the visitors who came at the right time with a business smile.
What kind of appearance caught Mujin's attention?
"Uhh
It was the image of an old woman with a slight hunched back walking with a cane.
In fact, Mujin wasn't the only one who found the old woman. Then, like the disciples of the Buddha, many initiates and three great disciples approached the old woman.
It's just that Mujin was the fastest.
For Choi Kang-hyuk, as it was for Hyun-kwang, respect for the elderly was not a concept of morality. It was something that was imprinted in my instincts.
Mu Jin approached the old woman in an instant, as if he were using the Divine Technique, and spoke to her with a smug face.
"Grandma· You must be sick, how did you get here?"
"Of course, I came to bow down to Buddha Buddha and Amitabha. Ho Ho Ho..."
Mu Jin greeted her as if she were her own grandchild, and when Mu Jin asked her in a worried tone, the old woman smiled softly and replied.
"When it comes to Buddha Buddha and Amitabha, you're talking about the Great Treasure Hall, right? I'll carry you on your back!"
Mu Jin moved in front of the old woman and bent down, and the old woman shook her head slightly.
"Ho Ho Ho · I'm grateful for his feelings, but I don't have to overdo it because of this old woman."
"Hahaha· Don't worry· Grandmother! I'm also a Shaolin disciple. I've been cultivating so hard..."
Mujin slid the lyrics and showed his forearms. Then his steely, performance-like compression muscles were revealed.
"Can you see that? I can even lift her with one hand! I'm going to carry you on your back in case you're scared!"
Mujin shook his muscles and shook his head, and the old woman finally fell on Mujin's back, as if she couldn't help it.
"Huh? You're up, right? It's too light, isn't it? Hahaha
Mu Jin, who was carrying the old woman on his back, shook his head once more, and the old woman burst out laughing.
"Ho Ho Ho · You're a pretty kid to talk about, isn't it? I would like to introduce it to my granddaughter. You said something to this old man that this old man couldn't say..."
"Why? It would be nice if I could introduce you. If you and your grandmother come to Shaolin Temple like this, wouldn't it be nice if you could worship Amitabha Buddha and ignore the Buddhist scriptures?"
"I can't take this one. . . Ho Ho Ho..."
After that, the two of them talked as if they were their own grandchildren and headed to the Daewoong Conservation Hall.
When Mujin dropped off the old woman at the Daewoong Preservation Hall, the old woman went into the hall and bowed to the statue of Amitabha Buddha and Buddha Buddha.
Looking at the situation, Mu Jin felt a deep ache in his heart. It's hard to walk, and the sight of an old lady with a cane bowing down.
When I thought about how much my knees and back would hurt, I couldn't help but worry about it.
In the end, Mujin waited for the old woman to finish bowing, and then greeted her as she stepped out of the hall.
"Grandma! Did you have a hard time bowing? Do I know the amazing acupressure method?"
Saying that, Mu Jin massaged the knees and waist of the old woman who must have had a hard time bowing.
"What do you think? Cool, isn't it?"
It was the acupressure method that led many members to the world of PT in the modern age, and also captured the Dharma River and Hyungwang here. The old woman also involuntarily let out an exclamation.
"Ohohohoho· It's really cool. It seems that the saliva released by the lawmakers who come to my house is not as good as the hands of the pupils."
After talking about this and that again, and then relieving the old woman's body. Mujin opened his mouth with a worried face.
"If you come here to bow down again, I'll definitely give you acupressure again. But if you can, I hope you don't come to visit. You're sick, but it's too hard to climb this steep mountain."
The old woman had also lived a long time, so she knew that what was on Mujin's face was genuine concern.
The old woman replied with a pleasant smile.
"Ho Ho Ho · You don't have to worry about that. It's not that hard to climb the vanishing peak..."
Hearing that he would definitely come again, Mu Jin sighed inwardly and said,
"Then please come and visit me. I'll heal her!"
"Ho Ho Ho · I'm really looking forward to it..."
The old woman laughed brightly at Mujin's words.
After saying that, Mu Jin picked up the old woman again and headed for the mountain gate.
And it wasn't until he reached the prose gate that Mu Jin understood the old woman's words.
What does it mean to say that climbing the vanishing peak is not difficult?
In front of the Shaolin mountain gate, there were eight burly men, each holding the leg of an object.
The splendid Eight-Person Bridge was located there.
The old woman got off Mujin's back and lay down in the eight-person bridge as if it were a matter of course.
"Ho Ho Ho · Mujinja· Thank you for your support tomorrow."
But Mujin couldn't answer the old woman's gentle laughter.
It was not simply because the old woman was an unexpected refusal.
Rather, it was because of the four letters written on the Eight-in-Eight.
Heaven Stream Upper Stream ·
Part 2 of the novel that Mujin read· The Great Heaven and Heaven of the Apostle Emperor, and the first place in Hanan where Shaolin is located·
And above all, it was one of the main villainous groups that opposed the protagonist of the Apostolic Emperor's War.