Blood Victory (4)

 

When Mujin and Mukyung were being tested by the Blood Demon ·

"Suck it!"

Dao Yue Chen was wielding a black sword on the side of the Shaolin Pavilion.

He had come with Mu Jin to Songshan through the Zhuge Family, but suddenly Mu Jin was trapped in the penitential cave and was lost in a state.

The only good thing was that there were family members and brothers and sisters who had moved to Deng Feng County first.

Dao Yuechen didn't dare to go down Songshan to meet them.

"Now is the time to complete the martial arts..."

The blood stains at the Heaven Island Gate remained in Dao Yuechen's mind like a fire.

He knew he wasn't good enough, so he pushed himself.

Especially now that he was able to safely begin his cultivation in Shaolin, he was working hard to learn the essence of the Qin Spiritual Realm written in the Black Way.

Swinging the Black Sword very slowly, he forgot the old Soul Island Orb and used the Inner Attack to match the new Orb hundreds of times.

"Phew..."

Ignoring the screams that were screaming all over his body, Dao Yue Chen, who had been wielding the sword, caught his breath.

I squeezed it to the limit, and my efforts were exhausted.

Now it's time to regain the Inner Air in order to start training again.

"Hehehe..."

I heard the soft laughter of someone I hadn't even felt before.

Dao Yue Chen hurriedly turned his head and saw the appearance of the monk Mujin's Taishazo.

"I'm looking to see Ambassador Hyun-kwang."

Dao Yuechen hurriedly took the gun and said yes, and Xuanguang smiled softly.

"Hehehe... Did the Lord Shi say that he came to Shaolin with Mu Jinyi?"

"Yes· Ambassador· And please be at ease with the Word. Monk Mujin is a benefactor for me and my family, and Monk Mujin's Taishajo is also a benefactor for me."

"Hehehe... I'll do that. It is said that the offense is proportional, so you should treat the empty man as if you were a devotee."

After thinking about Hyunguang's gentle words for a while, Doyuecheon couldn't refuse Hyunguang's words in the end.

"I'll do that."

Take a moment to look at Doyuecheon's face as he answers. Hyunguang said in a somewhat sad tone.

"Hehehe... I came here curious to know what kind of small group Mujin had brought me, but it seems that you were destined to be just as destined as Mujin."

"Can you read fate? Oh boy! After all, it's Master Mujin's Taisajo, so it's only natural."

At Dao Yuechen's answer, Xuanguang tilted his head for a moment.

'And Ambassador Hyun-kwang?'

Doesn't that mean that there is someone else who can read fate?

He even seemed to think that Mu Jin could read fate.

But I don't need to tell you that Mujin doesn't have that ability.

Hyunkwang continued with the story he was originally going to tell.

"It looks like there are a lot of trials that will befall your fate, so if you don't mind, I think Binsheng can help you a little."

"Ambassador Hyunguang!?"

Dao Yue Chen asked with a surprised face.

No wonder he climbed Songshan with Mu Jin's group. In other words, he personally witnessed the Namgung Dance Drama and the Shadow Dance.

It was the help of a master who seemed to reach the heavens, and he wanted to receive it even if he fell down and begged.

But instead of feeling grateful, he felt guilty.

"I haven't been able to repay the favor I received from Master Mujin, so how can I receive the favor from Master Xuanguang again?"

"Hehehe... The mysterious law of human bonding, I'm here to help you because I know you'll help us in the future."

“··· I ask you to teach me. Through the teachings of Ambassador Hyunguang, I will definitely repay my debt to Monk Mujin in the future."

At Dao Yuechen's answer, Hyun Guang smiled softly.

"Can you tell me the martial arts you're learning?"

"I'm sorry. Ambassador Hyun Kwang· Now that I'm exhausted, I think I'll have to take a break from my luck and recover my inner strength."

"Hehehe... You don't have to use it. All you need to do is show me the essence of the martial arts and the sentence..."

After all, a master like me can understand all of his opponent's martial arts with that much.

While Dao Yuechen was trying to control his surprise, Xuanguang added.

"And since I've already checked your method, I've already checked the method of footwork, the method of deliberation, etc. It is enough to explain the other martial arts..."

At Xuanguang's words, Dao Yue Chen took turns unfolding the martial arts he had mastered, and explained the point.

Limiting the Heavenly Island Method, the New Method, the Supplementary Law, and the Basic Level of the Golden Technique and the Inner Void Technique to be used before drawing the Tao.

And after listening to all of Dao Yuechen's demonstrations and explanations, Xuanguang asked.

"One last question. I just observed that you keep repeating only one herb over and over again, is there any reason for this?"

“··· It's because my talents and my five voices are lowly."

And then the story of Dowolcheon continued. Tell the story of the advice Mujin gave her and how she helped her.

After hearing the whole story, Hyunguang tilted his head again.

'Huh... Mu Jin certainly doesn't have the ability to read fate, so how could he have known the misfortune that would befall him?"

Even the light that has reached a high level can only read the great flow of fate. It was impossible to read the specifics of the case.

After all, it was a light that realized once again that his Taesa Son was a mysterious child in many ways.

However, Hyunkwang focused on the task at hand rather than thinking deeply about it.

"Now I fully understand your situation... So from now on, I'm going to take care of your martial arts a little bit."

Saying that, Hyunguang moved very slowly, playing with his feet.

The move is a continuation of the family's footsteps that Dowolcheon had demonstrated a moment ago. It seemed to be similar to that of Bai Yeongbo, but it was different again.

Then, after explaining the demonstration and the resolution, Hyunkwang opened his mouth.

"I've tried to condense as much as I can into the martial arts that you've learned before, based on just one herb called the Spiritual Eye. As much as we value pleasure, we focused on speed rather than useless changes, and we didn't make any major changes to what we had already learned, so it shouldn't be too difficult to learn something new."

By the time he finished his explanation, Dao Yuechen had his mouth wide open, not even realizing that it was rude.

He only showed me his sentence once and explained the old decision, and he corrected the void without a hitch.

Perhaps, if he hadn't seen the secret dance of the Southern Palace, he might have treated Hyunguang as a fraud.

"It would be poisonous to learn several things at the same time, so let's just practice this one technique today..."

After hearing the words of the Xuanguang that followed, Dao Yuechen finally came to his senses, and hurriedly closed his jaw and took the gun.

"Thank you for your kindness."

After that, Dowolcheon continued to cultivate with Hyunguang.

Hyun Kwang didn't just show him the old brother once, but every time he made a mistake, he told him the big brother and the old way again.

"Amitabha Buddha . . . ."

Looking at Dao Yuechen who was cultivating with a gentle expression, Xuanguang was chanting bitterly in his heart.

He was gifted with a karma that was too great for his talents and talents. It's almost impossible to get over it.

As such, Hyunkwang could understand at once why Mujin had given such advice to that child.

"It's a trial that you can only overcome if you become an instrument of herbivorous food."

That kid wasn't learning martial arts. I'm just trying to be a part of the void.

“큭·”

Then· Dao Yuechen, who had been practicing the walking technique that Hyunguang had taught him, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry. Ambassador Hyun Kwang·"

Dowolcheon blamed himself for his own shortcomings and handed Hyunkwang an apology, but Hyunkwang just shook his head gently.

In the first place, when I practiced that technique, I was bound to fall down at first.

In fact, the footsteps that Hyunkwang taught me were all out of balance.

When Mujin's arrangement was made and that child's body was deformed into a deformed form just for the sake of the Pleasure Soul. Only then can it become natural.

So, in turn, it was also a way to speed up the deviation of the child's body.

He also intended to hide the same trap in the Divine Law and the Golden Trick that he would later tell him.

In order to make Mujin's arrangements properly realized. And to help that child who bears great karma overcome his fate.

"I'm sure Mujin is doing a good job."

In the mind of Hyun Kwang, who was teaching Dowolcheon, the image of Taesa Son solving his homework in the penitential hall grew up.

* * *

After Wu Qing began to be trained by the Blood Demon in earnest... Mujin sat cross-legged on the side of the penitential building, lost in thought.

While I was trapped in the penitential building, I was trying to solve the homework that Hyunkwang gave me, and I was reliving the Namgoong Dance Drama and Hyeongwang's secret dance in my head.

And next to him was Mugung, the only one of the four who thought he was a normal person, sitting on a patriarchal throne.

'That damn man brought you all the way here, but you're still going to be nice here, right?'

Mu Gong didn't dare to say it, but he thought about it in his heart.

The Wurim tour with Mujin was fun in its own way, but it was only once or twice, and the incident was getting bigger and bigger, and it was time to take a break.

Therefore, Mu Gong was inwardly relieved to see Mu Jin calmly sitting on the patriarchal throne.

"I can't waste my time worrying about it like this!"

Mu Jin, who was sitting on the patriarchal seat, stood up and let out a deep sigh without knowing it.

"So what are you going to do here?"

"You can work out and think about it when you're just thinking about it! Hurry up and get up, too. Inma· Then comes muscle loss..."

“··· We don't have the tools to exercise here, so how can we do it?"

Mu Gong glanced around the desolate penitential hall and asked, and Mu Jin replied confidently.

"I've been thinking about it! Muyul!"

"Yes! Why~?"

"Come on... Hang here..."

Mujin held out his arm as if he were throwing a banana to a monkey, and Mu Yul swooped and clung to Mujin's arm.

"You're working out together, too. Hold on so you don't fall..."

After saying that, Mujin hung Mu Yul on his arm and bent and extended his arm repeatedly.

He started a campaign to bring people to sell instead of dumbbells.

"Uh-huhh

Meanwhile, Mu Yul, clinging to Mujin's arms, was laughing happily as if he was so good.

'Huh...' Why are you so sunny again?"

Mu Gong put his forehead on his forehead and sighed or not, Mu Yul shouted as he clung to Mu Jin's arms.

"Whoa! Lingling, you come here too! Let's do it together!"

"Uki! Ukiki!!"

"Oh· It's good to have you weigh it up."

Mu Jin, who had finished fifteen times with no yul, was bending and stretching his arms, this time with a ring ring on it.

"Mu Yul is training you too! Would you like to use a thousand roots to give it a little more weight?"

"Mmmm! I get it!"

"Ugh!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Uki!"

I don't know if they're exercising or playing, but the three of them shake their heads.

Mu Jin, who had finished exercising his arms properly, approached Mu Gong.

"Now it's your turn..."

"What do you want me to hang on to your arms?"

"How do you hang a big guy like you and bend your arms..."

"What then?"

Mu Jin asked, and Mu Jin pointed his thumb to his shoulder.

"Hang here..."

Mujin was going to lift Mu Gung on his back and do a heavy squat.

And Mu Gong, who had already been ironed by Mujin for years, had no difficulty grasping the meaning of the gesture.

Of course, I understood the meaning, but I didn't want to share that crazy.

"I don't like it..."

Mu Jin tilted his head in incomprehension at Mu Gong's fussy answer, and for a moment, he said, "I don't know.

"Oh!"

Mu Jin let out an exclamation as if he understood something, and approached Mu Gong.

“··· What are you doing?"

Mu Gong asked with a look of bewilderment.

Towards Mujin on his shoulders·

"Huh? Didn't you want to do it first?"

“····”

Normally, when you say no, don't you take it as a sign that you want to take a break from exercising? How could you take it as a request to change the order?

"After all, doesn't the concept of not wanting to exercise or wanting to take a break from exercise exist in his head?"

Realizing that it was impossible to persuade him by saying no, Mugung was worried. What can I do to stop him from going crazy?

And Mu Gong soon thought of a way to do it.

"Hey... You've said it before... Exercising without eating properly is muscle abuse. I'm not going to get that protein or anything you mentioned here, and I can't exercise."

Locking them up in the penitential wing didn't mean they didn't give them food.

If that were the case, the Blood Horse wouldn't have been able to survive here for twenty years in the first place.

However, those who are imprisoned in the penitential wing are given only a little water, vegetables, and cereals from the disciples of the law who come once a day. There was no such thing as protein.

Mu Jin shook his head with a wonderful expression at Mu Jin's sharp point.

"Squeeze · I was worried about that..."

Hanging on Mu Gong's shoulder, Mu Jin twisted and writhed around, pulled something out of his robe, and held it out to Mu Gong.

"Come on..."

"What is this?"

"Protein supplements·"

“··· Why is this here?"

"I made it to eat at times like this, so of course I brought it with me..."

The expression on his face was so obvious that he was speechless.