Iron Universalism (2)

 

The night I received Mujin's great advice.

Zhuge Gong, who became the head of the family, followed Mu Jin and came to Zhuge Jinxi.

"I'm seeing you."

"Hahaha· When we're alone, it's okay to call me father as before."

Zhuge Gong smiled softly as he took Zhuge Jinxi's recede.

"Isn't it a burden to suddenly be entrusted with the position of Sogaju?"

Zhuge Gong's question reminded Zhuge Jinxi of the conversation he had with Mu Jin a moment ago, and smiled softly.

"I was a little confused at first, but now I'm fine. Father·"

"That's great..."

Zhuge Gong, who was smiling happily at his daughter's mature appearance, immediately changed his face to a serious expression.

"I'm sorry that I seem to have made up my mind, but I think I have to tell you an important task as a sogaju."

"Please give me a command."

"Hmm· It's a very heavy task, so listen carefully. Jinhee: Your first task as a small family owner. That's martial arts research..."

"If it's martial arts research, isn't Sega already doing it steadily?"

"That said, but now we're in the middle of the week, and we've lost our martial arts just before we went to the state. Therefore, based on the remaining martial arts books and historical documents, we must either restore the Present Divine Technique and the Seven Wise Intangible Sword Thousand Qimiribo, or create a new Void Technique that is equivalent to them."

“··· Are you telling me to make it up now?"

Zhuge Jinxi, who had a stocky face, asked as if he was embarrassed.

It's not the name of a house dog, and it doesn't have the jaws to make it up.

Zhuge Jinxi looked at Abi with a puzzled expression, and Zhuge Gong cleared his throat and said,

"Ahem· It doesn't mean that you have to make it alone. This father has not mastered the art of the gods, but he has heard a few lines from his predecessors, and he will help them. Also, you should look around Sega and select the talented children and study with them."

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Gong glanced at him softly and added.

"And have you heard anything about when the Shaolin monks will return to Shaolin?"

In response to her father's sudden question, she told him what she had heard from Mujin a moment ago.

"It's just that Zhuge Qihuan has escaped. He said he would leave as soon as Sega was stable."

In response to her answer, Zhuge Gong said in an urgent tone.

"Ahem· Can you hold them for a few more days?"

"Them?"

"Yes..."

'Why?' Zhuge Jinhui didn't ask. This was because the previous conversation was naturally connected to the current story.

"Oh! You're asking me to get help from them in the process of studying martial arts."

"Ahem· I guessed it right away..."

With the help of other sects, It was an embarrassing story, and as a family owner, Zhuge Palace blushed.

But it was also something that he had to do, even if it meant getting a slap in the face.

Especially·

"Nothing! The monk must be detained!'

When I thought of the monk, I had to do it with an iron plate in my face.

Zhuge Palace·

He was completely stabbed by the martial arts. To be precise, to a talent that transcends the common sense of the martial arts.

Finding the trap of the "Moon Ha Seonmu" secret level that neither he nor Zhuge Jinxi could find was just the beginning.

While Mujin and Qingshu went to visit the shaman.

Zhuge Gong's party headed for Yangbun County with Mu Jin's party.

In the process, Zhuge Jinxi had to learn the "Moon Ha Sun Dance" in just one day or so.

And in the process, his talent shone through.

After reading the martial arts secret class a few times, he was able to interpret all the phrases and interpret them to Zhuge Jinxi.

The reason why she had mastered the martial arts at a basic level in just one day was partly because she was already a master of the Zen technique, but the interpretation of the martial arts was very important.

And Zhuge Gong, who was watching the scene from the sidelines, was convinced.

"If only that monk existed, it wouldn't be a dream to recreate the Divine Discipline of Theology!!"

Mujin's vessel is also great, but his vessel is the one that should lead the family.

Unless it was Mr. Zhuge Mr. Zhuge family, it was a vessel that would not fit the Zhuge family.

On the other hand, what about martial arts? Isn't it the perfect vessel for Zhuge Sega, who devotes his life to the study of martial arts and the true method!

But this was just Zhuge Gong's idea.

'Oh yes! Monk Mujin had read fate!'

By adding the Zhuge Sega to Mujin's external attack cultivation method, he creates a new gong that is in harmony with the outer air.

That would lead to the revival of the Zhuge family.

"My father must have finally recognized the value of Monk Mujin!"

It was good news for Zhuge Jinhui.

Still, the problem remained.

"Father· I can do my best to catch him, but how can I get help from other disciples to make a new gong?"

To her surprise, Zhuge Gong answered her question immediately, as if he had something in mind.

"Shouldn't we make them people from the same family, not from other sects?"

"The same Sega?"

"Ahem· Shaolin is a Buddha before it is a Wulin Munfa, so one must be reincarnated in order to marry."

“··· Oh!"

Saying that he would make him a member of the Zhuge family instead of Shaolin through marriage. To even tell yourself this...

"My father has allowed me and the monk Mujin to connect!"

Sega is pushing me... If this were the case, there would be nothing good compared to the Liu folklore.

"Girl· I will do my best to fulfill my first mission as a Soga owner."

Zhuge Jinxi replied with a determined expression, and Zhuge Gong shook his head with a relieved face.

"That's a good thing. Seeing that she answered so willingly, Qin Xi also had a little bit of love for the monk. Hehehehe...'

Naturally, a certain scenery began to appear in Zhuge Gong's mind.

The Buddhist monk who came in as Jinxi's son-in-law was working with the martial scholars of the Zhuge family to create new Buddhist studies.

"If only Chen Xi could take the monk as a son-in-law as the owner of the Soga!!"

The revival of the Zhuge family is not a dream either!

The happiness circuit was burning in Zhuge Palace's head.

* * *

The next afternoon·

Mu Jin was invited by Zhuge Jinxi to go to the Zhuge family's grand banquet hall.

"What have you called me to this place?"

"Actually, as a result of thinking about it last night... I've decided to follow Monk Mujin's advice."

"It's a great decision. Amitabha Buddha·"

Mujin smiled with satisfaction when he heard that there were going to be more iron friends.

Perhaps relieved by the smile, Zhuge Jinxi smiled and continued.

"And that's why I called Monk Mujin here. It's nice for me to teach the samurai of Sega, but I thought it would be better to learn from a better master at first."

“··· Do you mean that you want me to teach you the warriors of Sega?"

"Yes..."

This was the way she came up with to tie up Mujin and spread Mujin's exercise method to Sega.

Of course, I couldn't ask for this for nothing. "Not yet" is Mujin's Zhuge family's person· In other words, it wasn't her husband.

And thankfully, she now had a little idea of what Mujin liked.

"Instead, I can make sure that while you stay in Zhuge Sega, Monk Mujin can also work in peace."

“!!!”

Pleased with Mujin's wide-eyed reaction, she pointed her hand to one side of the grand theater.

"It's a little short right now, but we've already put in a lot of extra customizations. In particular, I have ordered some extra-heavy metal balls for the monk Mujin."

This was true.

Last night, she was formally ordered by her father to seduce Mujin, and she immediately gave her first order as a sogaju.

Under the banner of "The Commandment of the Householder", he ordered the workshop to mass-produce iron tools.

The workshop had already been making metal balls all night since last night, and there were several additional tools that had been made overnight in addition to the ones that Zhuge Jinxi had been using.

And at the temptation of Zhuge Jinxi's strong smell of iron, Mu Jin swallowed involuntarily and swallowed dryly.

"Also, since it would be foolish to borrow the knowledge of the monk Mujin and end it with just this, I would like to share the knowledge of our family with Shaolin as well. Songshan Mountain, where Shaolin Temple is located, is also a sacred mountain, so why don't you make a true method using the mountain world?"

“··· I can't think of a better way to solidify the alliance between us and the Zhuge family."

Mu Jin, who had already ordered a large number of iron tools just for himself, was taken aback by her words.

"If you do this, the adults in Shaolin will understand, right?"

Mu Jin had begun to rationalize that since he had made a promise to obtain the Zhuge Sega True Method, there would be no problem even if he was a few days late.

All I could think about was curiosity about the super-heavy metal that Zhuge Sega would prepare for me.

And after a while·

"Hmm? Have you been called in?"

"Huh· Genji, who has gathered so many people together to say something to the Lord of Soga."

About half of the people gathered in the grand theater.

When it seemed that enough people had gathered, Zhuge Jinxi said with a hint of air.

"The reason why I have gathered you all at once is because Monk Mujin is going to teach you how to cultivate the outer air for a while."

There were many who wondered what she had said, but no one dared to open their mouths.

Now, she's a Sega owner. Even a recent rebellion had been suppressed.

Behind the scenes, Nara could swear, but there was no one left in Sega who could openly voice her dissent in front of her.

Thanks to this, Mujin was able to teach exercise to more than a hundred people with great ease.

"When you do this, take it slow. . . You need to focus on your biceps, not your entire arm."

Mujin said that today was the day to exercise his arms, so he calmly told me how to split the muscles one by one.

However, the people of the Zhuge family listened intently to Mu Jin's explanations, and at best, this was the limit.

"Monk Mujin· Wouldn't that be enough to get your arms to exercise?"

When I couldn't get my arm strong, the people of Sega began to spread one by one.

In the first place, Zhuge Sega was more focused on the essence of the void than the outer attack, so their muscles that did not use the bet were weak for nothing.

"I think my arms are good enough, so why don't you tell me about your other muscles?"

At the request of a mujin who was holding a dumbbell next to him, Mujin smiled softly and approached.

"It's good to help each other when times like this are tough. I'm going to listen to it with you, so you can listen to it ten more times."

Mujin put his hand under the arm of the dumbbell and pushed it together with only the slightest force.

His opponent managed to raise his arm trembling once, and then Mujin added a little more force.

You have to squeeze the strength of your suckling to help you get to a level where you can barely raise it.

"From now on, we're going to form a group of people and help each other out. Now that we've done the six exercises so far, we're going to help each other out and repeat the six exercises we did before four more times, and then we'll finish."

“!?”

"Do you want me to do that one more time!?"

The warriors of the Zhuge family, who already had cramps in their arms, asked with a look of dismay, and Mu Jin shook his head.

"The human body is inherently resilient and strong when it is wounded. The roar of the muscles that you feel every time you lift the iron is a scream of pleasure that your muscles are getting stronger. So don't be fooled by that scream and enjoy the sensation."

“····”

"So from now on, every time you lift the iron, you sing it all together! I am! I'm happy!"

Surprised by Mu Jin's fishery, the Zhuge family warriors looked at Zhuge Jinxi with eyes begging for his life.

"Phew..."

Zhuge Jinxi was just as eager to lift the metal as they did.

Even as her arms trembled as they did from lifting heavier iron, she maintained her characteristic sullen, cold expression.

But what the hell is it?

"I'll help you."

A faint smile spreads across her lips as Mujin approaches her with trembling arms and gently puts his hand on her forearm to help her lift the iron.

It was a smile that Mujin was used to now, but only a handful of people in Sega had seen her smile.

'Am I really happy?'

'You think it's so much fun to hold this...?'

Even though the people of Zhuge Sega felt that they were being deceived, they couldn't help but say, "I! I'm happy!' and lifted the iron.

"Uh-huh! The voice is small! Once again! I am! I'm happy!"

At Mujin's shout, the cheering slogans of a certain baseball team began to echo in the Zhuge Sega theater.

"I !!"

"I'm happy!!"

Somehow, that voice was so well suited to the team's cheering slogan.