AC (5)

 

How many days do I have to repeat a tight routine for muscle rehabilitation treatment?

"Ugh!"

"Hah!"

Mu Jin, who had been watching the group repeat their cultivation more intensely than in the past, let out a deep sigh.

"Do it in moderation. These..."

“???”

"What are you supposed to do in moderation?"

"Exercise moderately. You have to give your body time to recover, and what you do is just self-abuse."

Mujin also had a tight schedule, but he was scientifically training his muscles by dividing the parts by the day and time zone.

He also needed to take a break at least once every seven days and nights.

However, the group never had a day off, and they told me that they had been training like that for a month when they were bedridden.

As a trainer, it was an ignorant training method that made me sigh.

“··· Is that what you're going to do?"

"The guy who had a hole in his side and lost muscle?"

The group was simply stunned.

Of course, no matter how the eyes of the others looked, Mujin was confident.

"It's because I've been off for a long time... A hole in the side is a hole, and a muscle is a muscle."

Muscles are more important than flank holes. A man who would have exercised if he had a hole in his side but his internal organs hadn't been damaged. That was Mujin.

I couldn't eat because of a ruptured internal organ, so I just put up with exercising because it would only hurt my muscles.

"From now on, I'll schedule training for you, so that kind of ignorant workout will only last until today."

“····”

“····”

Hearing the ignorant exercise addict call him ignorant, the group shook their heads in silence.

* * *

When Mujin and the others were in the middle of their cultivation.

Shaolin Temple's Chamber ·

“··· What are you going to do about this? Monk Chief·"

The head of the room and the elders of Shaolin gathered together and had complicated expressions.

In the center of them was a piece of paper, and it was because of it that this atmosphere was formed.

The sender of the survey was Wulin Mengju Wijihak· However, the content was more serious than the sender.

The content of the survey was brief.

The Sado League sent a letter to the Wulin League, stating that the Shaolin Buddhist monk and the Qingshu dojo, who were said to have returned to Shaolin, had slaughtered the Green Lindo and destroyed the "legitimate" market of the Dark Heaven Society.

Furthermore, the Sado Monastery demanded the supply of the Shaolin Buddhist monk and the Qingshui dojo for doing this, and they wanted an answer from the Shaolin and the shaman.

"I was nervous when I went on the bandwagon, but I didn't know I was doing something so serious..."

"Monk Chief· This is not something to be taken lightly. If you make a mistake, you might get into an affair with them. Amitabha Buddha·"

At the elders' seemingly distraught words, Ambassador Hyuncheon replied by stroking his beard.

"Do you want me to give you your child's allowance as the Lord of the Apostle demands?"

"What do you mean? Monk Chief·"

"I didn't mean that ...

"I was just afraid that the disciples would wreak havoc on the world and cause a lot of blood to be shed. Amitabha Buddha·"

At the elders' stool that followed, Ambassador Xuanchen shook his head a few times before speaking.

"The most important thing right now is to bring your children back to the main mountain."

They weren't wrong. Or maybe he would have thought the same thing in the past.

Shaolin, who has cut ties with the worldly world that is walking the Buddhist way, is causing chaos and blood in the world. That wasn't meant to be.

"The reason I'm bringing the children here is not to make amends for this incident, nor is it to punish me."

But now the sky has changed. No, Shaolin had to change.

It's not Shaolin who is afraid of being entangled in the world, so he gives up everything and stays in the mountains.

"How can it be a sin to wipe out the bandits who harass the people who come and go on the streets, and to slay the vicious black merchants who trade drugs and stolen goods?"

It was time to be reborn as a strong Shaolin who actively saves the suffering sentient beings in the world.

"The reason why we need to bring them here is to protect them from the evil enemies of the Apostle League, who are still chasing the disciples at this moment."

It was Hyunchen who concluded that abandoning Mujin and his friends, who had laid the foundation and would open the way even wider in the future, would be the worst thing to do.

With the determination on his face, which had always been soft, the elders also accepted his decision.

"I will abide by the decision of the head monk. Amitabha Buddha·"

"Amitabha Buddha..."

Then an elder asked me an important question.

"What can I say to Wulin Meng? Monk Chief·"

He asked if he was going to declare war on the Apostle at once.

And in the midst of the seriousness of the question, Ambassador Hyuncheon showed a strange smile.

It was because he came up with a strange answer that he couldn't think of if he had been a Shaolin in the past, who lacked flexibility.

"You can answer that the Priesthood has framed our Shaolin and the shaman."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Of course I'm false. At present, the Shaolin Master has entered the closed cultivation in Shaolin after the Dragon Seal Branch Meeting, so how could he go on a rampage in Guangxi Province? Amitabha Buddha·"

The brazen answer and smile somehow resembled Mujin's.

* * *

On the other hand, there was a serious atmosphere in the shamans, just as there was a serious exchange of meetings in Shaolin.

"This matter must be confronted by Shaolin!!"

"How could Shaolin have brought Qing Water into such a dangerous place!"

"They slaughtered the merchants of the Green Forests and the Dark Heavens! That clean water! Hey, maybe he's a sword demon..."

No, in terms of atmosphere, it was much worse than Shaolin.

Seeing the elders in a panic, Zhang Wen Yin could only sigh inwardly with a tired face.

And the Taiji Sword Sun Yunhe Qin Yin, who couldn't see the elders' ugliness, opened his mouth with a bet.

"What kind of nonsense are you all talking about?"

"Huh,... Unhe Death Sentence! This is serious!"

"If it's not, whatever! Then it would be a sin to kill the bandits and the black merchants now!"

“····”

"How can I hold a child guilty of not sinful!"

In response to Yunhe Qinyin's shout, the elders of the shaman could only cough their throats.

At that moment, in order to calm the overheated atmosphere, Chen Yin opened his mouth.

"Ahem· Calm down, Yunhe Priest·"

“··· I'm sorry· The Long Death Penalty·"

"There's nothing to be sorry about. It seems to me that the priest is right. But when the other priests say this, they are not talking about Qingxu's faults. I'm just afraid that I'm going to go down the wrong path."

At the words of Chen Yin, Yunhe Jinyin had a conversation that popped into his mind.

It was a conversation I had with Hyun Kwang more than a month ago.

"I understand that. Long sentence death penalty · But if the disciple goes down the wrong path, then we just have to go and correct him. I can't keep her in my arms forever."

Yunhe Qin shook his head at Qin Yin's words, and after collecting his thoughts in his head, he said calmly:

"As you say, I'll make a decision about Qingshu after I bring him to the text... For this purpose, the first priority should be to find the fresh water."

"Maybe Qing Shui is being chased by the Disciples, so I will find Qing Shui and increase the number of disciples who will descend. The Long Death Penalty·"

"So be it. And I'm going to withhold the answer to the Wulin League for now. It seems that you are already in the same boat with Shaolin, so you should listen to Shaolin's decision before making a decision."

"I will obey the will of the long man. Countless waters..."

"Infinite water fire..."

* * *

I hope Mujin will do his best to rehabilitate.

"Monk Mujin·"

For some reason, Liu Xuehua looked at Mu Jin with a rather serious expression.

"Is there anything wrong?"

“··· I haven't fully healed yet, so I don't know if it's right to talk about this. But I think it's better for Monk Mujin to know, so I'll tell you."

The story that came out of Liu Xuehua's mouth was about the current state of affairs in Wulin.

The Inspection of the Priest and the Reaction of the Shaolin Shaolin·

When the Sichuan Tang family sided with Shaolin and the shamans, the Qingcheng Sect and the Ami Sect · The story that Zhuge Segawa and the Volcanic Sect came forward to denounce them.

And that the Wu Lin League and the rest of the big clans and the Sega are looking at both sides and trying to figure out which side to be on or on.

After hearing all of her story, Mujin's head turned in a mess.

"Did you find out your true identity after all?"

By the time he was trapped in the Thousand Paths of the Green Foresters, he didn't have time to hide his martial arts, so he honestly thought that there was a high chance that he would be caught.

In the first place, if he had abandoned the women and children in Guilin Black City or Xiao Qingmen, he would have left the Safa area immediately, but he didn't regret it.

Even if you look back on the past, you will regret it, and you think it's right to prepare for the future.

"So do you have any signs of an imminent battle?"

"The Priesthood has been sending inspectors to pressure the Wu Lin Meng, but there is no sign of gathering the martial arts or preparing for war right now."

"What about the partisan side?"

"Both the Shaolin side and the anti-Shaolin side are fighting each other, but they are not in the mood for an immediate fight... It's like they're trying to attract more allies from the neutral side."

Hearing her answer, Mujin thought.

'Is it going to be a complete split between factions?' I don't know if it's better or worse."

Originally, the political factions in the novel were divided into different regions, causing self-sufficiency.

In Sichuan Province, the Sichuan Tang Family and Ami Qingsheng ·

In Hubei Province, shamans and Zhuge Sega·

In Shaanxi Province, volcanoes and Zhongnan ·

In addition, there were fights between the clans and the three families in the adjacent streets, and the dark side would side with one of them, and they would become deeply embedded in the political faction.

Now, however, the country was divided into two major factions, with the neutral factions debating which side to take.

"Now that this has happened, we better attract as many allies as we can to our side. Towards the gates that had nothing to do with the dark curtain in the novel.

Mujin, who had gathered his thoughts so far, asked Liu Xuehua what was important.

"Have you decided which side to power on?"

"We've already been involved in various projects with Shaolin and the Shaochuan Tang Family. Even if Shaolin is pushed, the moment he pulls out, the trust at the top is broken, and he can't easily pull it out."

"Can you tell me which side the top of the bank or the top of the galaxy is lined up?"

She tilted her head at Mujin's question, but gave her what she knew.

"In recent years, the Grand Master has been doing a lot of business with the Huashan Sect, so naturally he is working with the Ban Shaolin side. The Upper Galactic Realm is neutral and mainly deals with the Wulin League."

"After all..."

"After all?"

"Actually, this is the information I learned on this trip, but those guys who played around at the top of the heavens are now lining up at the top of the sky and the top of the galaxy."

"Oh! So you're saying that they are also lining up on the anti-Shaolin side and the neutral side!? Isn't Shaolin too disadvantageous then?"

"Even if you're neutral, not everyone will be on par with them. So I think we need to reach out to the neutral factions and Sega who have nothing to do with them."

I wonder if it's because the difficulty of the work at stake in the future has increased. Liu Xuehua's face darkened slightly.

In order to calm such rumors and to strengthen the Shaolin alliance, Mu Jin leaked the information he knew.

"So let's reach out to Zhongnan Sect first."

"Jong Nampa?"

At Mu Jin's words, Liu Xuehua tilted his head.

Jongnampa·

About seven years later, the gate of the old pile that bisects Shaanxi province with a volcano.

At the time when Dowolcheon was fighting for supremacy between the Hyukjin River and the Safa as the ark of the Tushinbang (鬪神房), which had pushed out the Amcheonkai and established itself as the new Safa Seventy-Seven.

They are pushed by the volcanic wave and reduced to the level of the mid-wave wave. And behind the scenes, there was financial support and slander from Shincheon.

This time, as such, it was necessary to draw them into the alliance before they foolishly collapsed from their neutrality.

However, he couldn't talk about the future, so Mujin explained why he had thought about it in advance.

"Yes· They're the gates adjacent to the volcano that belong to the Banshaolin side, right? So I think it's enough to convince you to tell you about the obvious future."

"The obvious future?"

"Ami and Qingsheng were attached to the anti-Shaolin side because of the Tang family's benevolence. The main reason is that Zhuge Se also has a source of benevolence with us, but he was originally located in Hubei Province, the same as the shaman. So what do the remaining volcanic waves gain?"

"Oh! If we lose, then Qingsheng and ARMY· Zhuge Sega will help the volcano push back Zhongnanfa!"

Mu Jin shook his head at her answer.

'Hmm· If I had been a white man, I would have said that I was a wen school worker."

For some reason, after explaining to Liu Xuehua for a long time, Mu Jin naturally thought of Bai Jialing.

"Rather, take this opportunity to take advantage of Bai Jia, Sozer and Confucius. Sulwha Lord· If you explain the situation, you might be able to come up with a good plan to persuade Zhongnanfa."

"Monk Mujin is not with you?"

"If there is an immediate war going on, we will move, but for now, we want to focus on recovery here."

That said, but there was no problem in returning to Shaolin for rehabilitation.

The reason why Mu Jin decided to stay here was because he was anticipating a future in which he would be held captive for a few years when he returned to Shaolin.

"It's nice to go back and improve your skills, but I'll have to get that job done first."

Mujin thought of one last thing he had to sort out.