Over the Wall (1)

 

The interior of the huge hall,

A man prostrated and reported to the elderly man at the top.

"It seems that there has been a setback in the plans that are being made at the top of the heavens."

"If it was a small matter, I wouldn't have bothered to report it like this. It looks like it's a big blow."

“··· It will take decades to recover from this blow. Those planted in the main altar will be annihilated· Those who have come into contact with Bunta are also being pursued."

"It seems that the plan of the Thousand Streams has failed..."

Heaven Stream Ilho · The first thing to infiltrate the Heavenly Stream. It was a word that meant a golden ticket.

"Hmmm· I'm sure it looked like a good chance based on the plan I had been briefed on before..."

The subordinate, who prostrated himself at the man's words, thought for a moment before answering.

“··· It seems that there was an unexpected ambush ...

"Ambush?"

"After the failure of the operation, the investigation revealed that there were such rumors circulating in the Tianyu Upper Circle. Rumor has it that the Shaolin Divine Monk has been revived..."

"If you're a Shaolin God . . . Are you referring to the sparkle?"

For the first time, the man's face, which had been relaxed all along, was surprised.

"Yes· He was in the banquet hall of the feast of the seventh day."

"What did Chen Liu do when he was in the banquet hall?"

"That's . . . Until this incident, no one knew that Hyunguang had regained his martial arts."

“··· Were you hiding your recovery?"

"It's a rumor, so it's not certain, but according to the rumors, it seems that he has reached a higher level than just regaining his martial arts."

"Huh..."

The old man laughed involuntarily.

"At the age of only thirty-two, he was one of the teenage masters of his time. But if you go up another level, you'll be on the same level as the Three Swords of the World."

“··· It's just a rumor, so I think we need to dig deeper to get solid information."

“····”

His subordinate's words made him think.

Once called the best equipment in the world,

A monster that was considered to be the best in the world in ten years.

As such, they should have dealt with the monster somehow.

Shaolin didn't care, because he was the one who would self-destruct by pretending to be lonely. However, if Hyunkwang was given time, he could grow into a monster who could wreak havoc on their centenarian realm on his own.

Therefore, when the Demon Cult came to power, they sent in a large number of the elites they had gathered to attack the Prefecture. By devising a scheme to disguise himself as a member of the Demon Cult.

It was enough to lose a hundred masters and turn the Hyeongwang into a ruined person, but the Hyeongwang was resurrected.

'No, it is not. It's been thirty-five years. Even if the light is revived, our power is much stronger than it was back then."

The man brushed off the negative thoughts.

They grew stronger while Hyunkwang was living as an abandoned person. He was able to cultivate far more numbers than he had lost at that time.

As if that wasn't enough, there were also a few masters who could rival the Seven Kings and the Three Swords of the World.

And there was something else that needed to be done in order to cultivate more and more excellent masters.

"You don't have to worry too much about that. For now, focus only on determining the truth of the rumors. And now that the original plan has changed, concentrate your manpower on the top of the river and the top of the galaxy instead of the top of the stream."

"Are you giving up completely?"

"Liu Zhiguang's suspicions must have reached a fever pitch, so it would be self-fulfilling to work again now."

"I'll obey your commands..."

Looking at the back of his subordinate who was departing with a courtesy, the old man gathered his thoughts.

In order to cultivate countless masters, it was necessary to have a variety of children. The more unusual the child's constitution, the better.

In order to secretly supply such children, they were trying to eat the top of the formation or to establish a secret connection.

And the Tianyu Upper Circle was the top of the Tianhao Grand Brigade that placed the greatest emphasis on the transportation industry. If he could only devour the top of the heavens, he wouldn't even need to approach the other five grand stages.

However, they were tenacious people who dreamed of becoming a centenarian, so they didn't just look at the top of the heavens.

Just in case, we had already made a connection between the top of the galaxy and the top of the galaxy.

With the help of those two places, this problem could be solved.

"Compared to completely devouring the top of the heavens, the loss would be enormous..."

Thinking about that, I naturally thought about the main culprit who ruined this incident. The name Hyungwang flashed in my mind.

* * *

Shaolin Temple of Songshan· President's Room·

There, the head of the room, Ambassador Hyun-cheon, and Hyun-kwang were alone.

"Mu Mujin is so seriously injured!?"

Ambassador Hyuncheon, who had heard about what had happened at the top of the heavens from Hyunguang, asked back with a surprised face.

"Yes· Priest of the room·"

Hyunkwang, who had a sullen face instead of his usual empty face, shook his head and thrust the furoshiki into Ambassador Hyuncheon.

It was the furoshiki that Xuanguang had been carrying since he climbed Songshan from Deng Feng.

"What is this?"

"In return for this work, these are the things that Liu Zhiguang Shiju gave to the main monk. Priest of the room·"

"Yes...?"

The Great Brother of the Great Emperor, who is exalted to the Buddha, has received a personal reward!

Feeling embarrassed, Ambassador Hyuncheon unwrapped the wrapping cloth held out by Hyunguang.

“····”

I stared at the things in the wrapper for a long time.

The furoshiki was filled with gold and silver treasures, each of which looked priceless at first glance.

I lived in the mountains, so I wasn't very knowledgeable about real things, but I knew it intuitively. That each small piece of gold and silver treasure in the furoshiki is worth a year's budget in Shaolin.

And after ripping off the enormous reward from Liu Zhiguang, Xuanguang opened his mouth with a sullen expression.

"Now that the main monk has been rewarded by moving all the way to Nogu, let's give it to Mujinyi soon. Priest of the room·"

"What do you mean by that?"

Hyunkwang asked in a trembling tone when Hyunkwang asked him to give up what he had entrusted to him, and Hyunkwang replied with a hint that it was natural.

"The Great Illusion Meeting..."

"You mean the Great Illusion?"

"What have you heard, Priestess! Our Mujin almost died!! With that weak body, I ran around trying to make money to feed our Shaolin!"

Hyunguang yelled uncharacteristically with a sullen face, and the old Ambassador's face turned white.

"Ha, but the big brother· No matter what, the big circle is ...

"Isn't that why I've been so paid! Do you know how embarrassed my face was when I repaid Liu Zhiguang!"

In fact, it was Xuanguang who didn't change his complexion and proudly extorted money from Liu Zhiguang.

Of course, Hyuncheon, who didn't know the situation, didn't have anything to refute.

However, even so, it was not easy for Hyuncheon to give Mu Jin a grand fan.

"You know that, brother-in-law... You can make a summoning team if you have money, but you can't make a large fan."

One of the symbols of Shaolin, the Great Illusion Altar and the Summoning Stage·

The two were basically elixirs made by collecting various medicinal materials from Songshan, where Shaolin is located.

In other words, Shaolin had lived in poverty, so it was a natural way to do it.

However, as with most medicinal materials, the herbs from Songshan could be found in other regions and mountains. In other words, it was possible to find it in the market. Except for one thing...

And that was the biggest difference between the Summoning Corps and the Great Illusion Team.

A special spirit herb that grows in the most spiritual place here in Songshan. Except for the spirit herb, there wasn't much difference between the materials for the summoning group and the Great Illusion Stage.

Conversely, the summoning team could be made if you had money, but the Great Circle couldn't do that.

It took decades for one to grow properly, and it couldn't grow unless it was in that spiritual place.

Therefore, the number of large altars that can be made in Shaolin is only two or three per generation.

It was the summoning group that made the Great Circle and took the remaining medicinal materials and made them.

Of course, that only means that you can't create a new one. Clearly, there was still a great circle left in Shaolin.

Nonetheless, the reason why Ambassador Hyuncheon opposes·

"And above all, there is no history of giving the Great Illusion to the Three Great Disciples in our Shaolin..."

It was because of Shaolin tradition.

You can only make two or three of them at a time.

It was a tradition to bestow it on the disciples from generation to generation. One of the two great disciples who would later become the head of Shaolin was the great disciple. The disciple who is the strongest in martial arts and will be in charge of Shaolin's armed forces.

It was the Great Illusion that bestowed upon the most important talents who would protect the Shaolin in the future.

"No matter how much Mu Jin tried, no matter how much the child's potential was endless, it is still too early to give Mu Jin a great restoration. Large-Brother· After Mu Jin became the Great Disciple, even if the Great Brother didn't tell him, Mu Jin would receive the Great Illusion."

“··· If that's what the priest meant, I can't help it."

Hyunkwang shook his head, and Hyuncheon breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. He thought he had managed to dry up the Great Sentence.

But that was just an illusion. By the time Mu Jin became the Great Disciple, he had already left the earth.

That's why Hyunkwang decided.

"If you can't 'give,' why don't I take it away?"

Saying that, the smile on his face sent goosebumps down his spine.

"It seems that this was the location of the medicine hall..."

Mumbling something he didn't know if it was a self-talk or a threat, he turned in the exact direction where the medicine hall was.

Massive Naturekeepers began to gather around his body.

"I'll give you a de!"

The contemplative Ambassador hurriedly flung up, grabbed the crotch of Hyunguang's pants, and exclaimed.

Perhaps he liked the cry so much that the enormous nature keepers who had flocked to him were turned into a tailwind and dispersed.

"Hehehe... The old monk is overwhelmed by the priest's decision."

Looking at Hyunguang, who was smiling in vain, Ambassador Hyuncheon thought.

"I thought I could uproot the pillars of Shaolin in order to save the Great Brother."

Perhaps, not to save the Hyungwang, but to make sure that the pillars might be uprooted by the Hyungwang.

* * *

A few days later·

Mu Jin, who was recuperating at Deng Bong County Musculoskeletal Treatment Clinic, received a visit from Shaolin Temple.

The inspection was sent by Xuanguang, and it said that from now on, he would begin to cultivate in earnest to overcome the wall, and that he should return to Shaolin immediately.

The Road to Songshan·

Liu Xuehua, who had followed Mu Jin all the way there, asked with a worried expression.

"Are you sure you're okay? He hasn't even healed yet..."

"Hahaha· It's okay· Sulwha Lord· My grandfather knows about my injury, so do you really want me to train for something that will get worse?"

Mujin, on the other hand, only replied with an awkward smile.

She was worried about muscle loss, and every time she moved, she would yell and make a fuss, and now she was scared.

But that didn't mean I didn't like it. I feel like a troublesome son who is scolded by his mother in the drama.

He didn't have a mother, so I didn't know, but I felt like it was like this.

"Then I'll go up to practice. If you need anything, please put a kite in it."

“··· Climb carefully· Mujin Monk·"

Immediately after exchanging greetings, Mu Jin climbed Songshan with a brisk stride.

Thanks to the good food and the doctors' thorough treatment, Mujin's body was almost healed.

Only a few deep wounds remained on his left forearm and back.

How long did it take to climb Songshan with light footsteps? Mu Jin passed through the mountain gate of Shaolin and was soon able to reach the hall of the Prefecture.

"Come on... Mujin-ah·"

"I'm going to see my grandfather."

Mujin greeted the captain, and Hyunguang smiled softly and held out a piece of armor to Mujin.

"What is this?"

He thought it was a medicine to apply to his left forearm and back, which were still scarred, but the answer he got back was beyond his imagination.

"The Great Illusion . . ."

“!?”

"Hehehe... Mu Jin wondered if it was a pity that you were seriously injured this time and that you had to suffer at such a young age for Shaolin. The Chief Priest willingly bestowed upon you. Hehehe..."

Mujin replied with emotion at Hyunguang's words.

"If I ever see you, I'll be sure to thank you."

"Hehehe... It would be better if you did not see the Priest for a while."

“··· Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Don't worry, Mujin isn't something you care about. Rather, let's focus on climbing over the wall."

It was a slap in the face that felt like it was going through a lot.