Hassan (2)

 

With the help of Hyunguang, he absorbed all the summoning team's wagers, and nearly twenty years' worth of internal attack was added to Mujin's Danzhen.

The amount of Inner Attack that Mu Jin had previously possessed was slightly less than three times that of the previous one, and it increased at once.

With this level of skill, I could go out to Wulin right away and say, "I'm a Murin!"

It wasn't enough to be able to hear the sound of cilantro, but it was a ridiculous amount considering his age.

But things in the world weren't always positive.

Suddenly, the number of internal attacks had increased so much that Mu Jin's Danzhen was now saturated, and Mu Jin was unable to distract himself from his prayers at all.

The proof of this was Mujin's shining eyes.

"Hehehe... If you use martial arts in your current state, your body will break first..."

“··· It seems that the little monk was too greedy..."

Mu Jin also had a vague understanding of his situation. Towards Mujin, Hyunguang smiled kindly and opened his mouth.

"I'm going to keep up with this cost. I'm going to find someone who will be of great help to you now."

* * *

The place where we arrived with the light was a hall in Shaolin.

And in the courtyard of the hall, the inexhaustible guy stood still, taking the flag of the golden fist.

No, when I looked closely, I saw that Mu Qiong's body was moving very slowly.

Mu Gong, who was practicing his mysterious sluggish punch, spotted Mu Jin entering the hall and let out an exclamation, "Huh?"

"Gal!"

The moment when you lose your concentration· A majestic lion burst out from inside the hall.

"Hiic..."

Mugung, who made a bizarre sound that didn't fit his size as if he were causing a game, once again took the flag bearer of the Golden Gang Kwon.

Soon after, the lord of the majestic lion opened the door and greeted Mujin and Hyunguang.

"I'm going to see the four hundred of the lights."

He is a middle-aged man with a heavy body and impression reminiscent of the statue of the Four Heavenly Kings. It was a good story·

Hyedam took one look at Mujin's bizarre head with a look of disapproval, and then opened his mouth.

"Did you come because of Mujin's condition?"

"Hehehe... After all, it's a slap in the face..."

I see· The master Hyedam noticed Mujin's condition at once.

"Do you mind if I do it my way?"

"Hehehe... Isn't that what you've come here for?"

"I see..."

Hyedam didn't add anything to it, but really got to the point, and ended the conversation.

"Hehehe... Then I'll only trust you..."

Hyunguang also turned his head to look at Mu Jin, as if he didn't have anything more to say.

"Take some training from Huidam Sajil here and cultivate his energy."

"Yes· Grandpa!"

Mujin replied coolly, and Hyunkwang smiled benevolently, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Where do you start? Uncle Hyedam·"

Instead of answering Mujin's question with words, Hyedam just turned his head slightly and looked at Mu Gong's side. Mujin walked over to Hyedam's gaze and settled down.

And instead of instructing him to do something, Hyedam called his apprentice by name.

"Dharma Hui·"

"Yes· Master!"

"In the same way as the Infinite Ages. I'm going to start from scratch."

"Understood... Master!"

Answering Hyedam's instructions, Dharma Hui approached Mujin and opened his mouth.

"Take the cardinal formula of the annualization..."

Following the instructions of the Dharma Hui, Mu Jin first took the first martial arts notation he had learned.

"Unfold the annualization ticket in order with the least bet you can manage."

"It's the least I can bet on..."

Mu Jin focused his mind and faced the enormous energy coiled in the hall.

For Mu Jin, who has just learned martial arts for a little over two years, there are so many internal attacks· Mujin began to pull out a part of his heavy inner air and release it into the blood canal.

Originally, Mujin was trying to pull out a bet that was about the size of a skein of thread, but the amount that was actually drawn out was something as thick as a rope.

'Is this my minimum now?'

Once Mujin accepted it, he sent the bet to each bloodstream and unfolded the herbs of the Annual.

The most basic martial arts that didn't require any special arrangements was the Annualization Ticket.

Let's wait a moment to unfold the herbivores of the annualized sphere in order. Danjeon, who had been continuously spilling bets into the blood canal, began to spew out more and more internal air as if a dam had been breached.

"Go!"

At that moment· A lion with a heartfelt aura of Buddha burst forth.

A sudden shout is bound to startle people. However, Hyedam's chaste messenger calmed Mujin's heart.

"Stop the action and start your bets..."

Following the instructions of the Dharma Hui, who was standing next to him, Mujin regained his concentration and calmed the bet who was about to go on a rampage with the Heavenly Axis.

"Phew..."

Mujin managed to calm the bet down before opening his eyes.

"I'm going to start all over again. With the least amount of wagering· You should make sure that there is no change in the amount of bets. Every time you fail to take complete control, you make a bet and start from scratch."

"I see..."

Mujin replied and once again unfolded the herbivore of the Annulment Circle from the beginning.

Hyedam's Training Method·

It was a training for the cultivation of immobility.

The martial arts that Hye-dam is learning deals with the Polar Keeper. And the Polar Keeper used to excite people easily because of his temper.

In order to be able to handle such a polar keeper freely. In order not to make mistakes or fall into the muzzle of coins due to excitement, the most important thing was to be immobile.

In fact, there were various cultivation methods to cultivate this immobility, but the "cultivation of maintaining the same amount of bets" that Mujin is currently conducting was devised by Mujin.

It was a training method devised by Hyedam, who was practicing to play the role of an infrared irradiator.

It goes round and round, and Mujin is cultivating in that way. Life was so mysterious.

* * *

The next day·

Mu Jin managed to unleash the annuity ticket with the same amount of bets after a day of training.

"Are you going to move on to the Little Red Realm next?"

Mu Jin asked, who managed to keep his concentration and finish the streak, and Dharma Hui shook his head.

"This time, I'm not only going to train my brother, but also my brother. In addition to what we've done so far, we're going to do it as slowly as possible. Unfold the herbivore of the annualized sphere at the same speed."

“····”

At the words of the Dharma Hui, Mu Jin turned his head and looked at Mu Palace.

Beside him, Mugung unfolding the gold fist at the speed of a slug crawling.

'I've been wondering what the hell they've been doing since yesterday...'

Looking at it now, it seemed that the Mu Infinite One had also started with the Annualization Ticket, climbed up one by one, and reached the Golden Circle.

‘··· Poor bastard·'

The time when Mujin and Mugung became the Three Great Disciples was the same. In other words, he had been practicing like this for more than four months.

Mujin knew that it was a bear that looked like a bear, but it was actually a guy with a lot of skin.

I don't say it, but he's probably going to die right now.

Did he feel Mujin's sympathetic gaze?

'What's wrong with you?'

Mu Gong, who was in the middle of a slow burst of gold, crumpled his face and glared at Mu Jin.

"Go!!"

There was no doubt that Hyedam was a lion and a fu burst out.

"Hiic..."

And then he spat out a weird sound that didn't fit his size.

"The sound of gunfire is not a bear."

Mu Jin shook his head at the sight of this, steeled himself, and took the flag bearer of the annual.

"Slow down as much as you can. But don't let the movement stop."

Following the Dharma Hui's caution, Mu Jin unfolded the Yan Ring ticket as slowly as he could. It was a bonus to keep the same amount of bets.

'Double· No, it's three times harder."

As the speed at which the rolls are unfolded has dropped significantly, the amount of time you have to maintain the same bet has become much longer.

"It's not just about moving slowly. Keep thinking about the best path for the power to spread. The same goes for the flow of betting. Continue to contemplate yourself, but don't let yourself go with the flow."

Towards Mu Jin, who was slowly unfolding the ticket of the Yan Circle, the Dharma Hui continued to warn him.

It is said that the trance was a miracle of heaven and earth for the Murim people, but it was poison for the Mujin of today.

While he couldn't control his own energy, he could go on a rampage and fall into the mouth of the coin.

Mujin is a muscle of his own. Then, concentrating on every minute flow of the bet through the bloodstream, he moved his body.

The training was exhausting.

"Hey... If Mu Yul had come in as a master of Hyedam's master's house, he would have suffered from stress-induced hair loss within five days, right? Ah· It doesn't matter if you're bald anyway?'

When boredom distracts you from defeat...

"Go!!"

Without a doubt, the lion's heart burst out.

It was a horribly affectionate practice.

* * *

It took Mu Jin seven days and nights to finish the cultivation of the Yan Ring Realm.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Mujin was able to play the streak at a minimum speed, and for the next three days, he was trained to control the amount of bets.

In the same way, it was a method of using only the same amount, but increasing the amount little by little.

And from the day after he finished the Yanyuan ticket, Mu Jin began to cultivate as he had been a freshman.

The Sohong Kwon was also played in the same way as the Yan Ring Kwon, but the difficulty level was incomparable.

This was because, unlike the annualization area, which simply allows the inner air to flow, there is a unique flow according to the essence of the small red sphere.

Unlike Yeon Hwan Kwon, who made a mistake due to distraction while herbivorizing, So Hong Kwon had a difficult time from the first herbivore.

But evil and thugs· Mujin, the embodiment of hard work, spurred on that horribly static cultivation.

I was able to finish the small red book in ten days.

Of course, there were still six martial arts left, starting with Chu Feng Pavilion, Gu Gongbo, Luhan Zhang, Guanyin Beast, Stone Crushing Ground, and Jingang Fist, but Mu Jin was not worried.

This was because he had managed to adapt to maintaining the amount of bets despite the unique flow of the Lesser Hongkun.

Of course, each martial arts had a different point and a different flow, but the main benefit was that I understood the concept first.

Ten more days passed.

Mujin is sure that the other six martial arts are all the same bet. I was able to succeed in spreading it slowly at the same speed.

But that didn't mean all of my training was over. Mujin's martial arts were to combine the key points of various martial arts and unfold them at the same time.

But Mujin wasn't worried.

"But now I can control my bet exactly as much as I want."

Now I can freely use the internal attack I got from the summoning group...

After all, unfolding multiple points at the same time was something Mujin was used to now. Hyegal or Hyuncheon Hyegwan· And it's because he's honed it enough with the help of the light of the cloud.

"I'm going to go back to the little monk now..."

Mu Jin, who had now completely absorbed the energy of the summoning group, and the light that had been shining brightly disappeared, said to Hye Dam in a calm tone.

"Hmm..."

Towards Mu Jin, Hyedam didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Then, when Mu Jin turned his back and walked out of the hall, the Dharma Hui, who had guided Mu Jin in every training, spoke to his master.

"I think I can understand why the Four Swans accepted Mu Jin as their great-grandson. Master·"

In a little less than a month, Mujin had caught up with Mugung, who had started four months earlier.

Of course, Mujin's training was not so much a training of martial arts or fighting as a training of immobility. It was to cultivate immobility, not to raise the level of martial arts.

What surprised Dharma Hui was because of Mu Jin's concentration.

Mu Gong, who was still young, still had impatience in his heart, and there were times when his mind often took precedence over his body.

On the other hand, Mu Jin did not easily lose his concentration even though he was one year younger than Mu Gung.

"Sometimes I would look like I was older than I was. Master·"

Even though I've only been watching him for about a month, Mujin's true identity (?) It was the law that read the

And Hyedam spat out a word that was uncharacteristically uncharacterist.

"Is that a horse?"

“····”

Remembering Mujin's hairstyle, she erased her hypothesis from her mind.

* * *

A few days after Mujin completely destroyed the summoners' bet, Finally, the time that I had promised to do was passed.

"We're all set. Monk Chief·"

"Hehehe... If you do, I will send disciples to take care of you. Upper Liquor Liquor·"

Preparations for the Shaolin and Tianyu Merchant have been completed.

Mu Jin and other disciples who were supposed to be in charge of treatment at the clinic went out of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple with Liu Zhiguang.

It was the first time Mu Jin had descended Songshan since entering the martial arts realm.