Mental Education (2)

 

After the first day· Little by little, the momentum of the Zhongnan Sect disciples began to change.

Maybe it was because he had seen Mu Jin cultivate alone after that dog-like training.

Of course, Mujin also showed this on purpose to some extent.

Originally, instructors were not supposed to look down on their trainees.

And early in the morning of the fourth day,

Before the training began, Eighteen trainees raised their hands in a flash.

Before the training, Mujin was allowed to answer questions, so he turned his gaze to the wall.

"Eighteen trainees· Ask questions·"

"Instructor! I want to know why when cultivation begins, the answer should only be 'evil'!"

Mu Jin nodded happily at the question of the wall.

"The reason for this is that as hard as cultivation is, it means to endure with 'evil' and 'gang'."

Mu Jin's answer moved him greatly, but he still had questions.

"What the hell is that, Instructor!"

I knew the word evil, but I had never heard of the word gang. And at Wenhuan's question, Mu Jin pointed to the gong next to him.

"What is this?"

"It's a gong!"

"Why a gong?"

“··· Isn't that what you call a gong?"

"Yes· A gong is just a gong· And a can is just a gang· Do you understand?"

“···??”

While the murmur didn't understand Mu Jin's profound teachings, he had a puzzled expression on his face.

"That's all for questions! Power!! Fourteen moves ready!!"

"!! Evil"

When the break was blown away by the useless question of the trainees, the students' resentful gaze turned to him.

But he didn't care.

"Now!! What kind of scumbags are blaming the alumni!! Once an alumnus, always an alumni! Fourteen moves, thirty times ready!"

"Ahhh!!h

He knew that the moment he resented the death penalty, he would be punished even more.

Thanks to Mujin's teachings, he no longer had any grudges against his brothers.

Of course, he was sure that his brothers would never resent him sooner or later.

And the training that began turned out to be even more vicious than before.

It wasn't because of the question of the wall. After four days of rolling, I must have gotten used to the training to some extent, so I just increased the difficulty a little more.

"Eight moves thirty times ready!!"

"Ahhh

While his limbs are already in tatters, another hellish arm count begins.

I did it the first time or two, but as the number of reps increased, my body didn't have the strength to do it, and my legs and head fell to the floor.

"Ahhh

However, he just yelled like a human who had given up counting, and forced his legs up with his arms to repeat the cycle.

And when he wrapped up the last episode,

Mujin, who didn't know when he had approached, was looking down at him with a happy expression.

"Well done. That's what evil and evil are. Do you understand?"

"Ouch!!"

"If it doesn't work, until it can't be done... That's what evil and evil are. There is nothing that cannot be done as long as there is evil and evil."

"Ouch!!"

When he felt recognized by Mu Jin and smiled happily. Mujin shouted at the trainees.

"You're holding on to evil! Okay!"

"!!Ahh

"Great!!"

At the sight of the trainees of the Zhongnan Sect united, Mu Jin exclaimed with a smile that he could not hide.

"There was a trainee who yelled at me in the last episode, so I'm going to go eight times again!! Twenty-five times ready!!"

He was a demon instructor·

* * *

On the eighth day that Mu Jin began to teach the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect, There has been a change in the way I practice.

"Today's training is a mountain march."

Saying that, Mu Jin pointed to a pile of countless sandbags.

"Each of them had sandbags on their limbs, and they went from the bottom of Jongnam Mountain to the summit without using their inner air. It's a training that goes up within two o'clock."

At Mu Jin's explanation, one of the disciples raised his hand and asked:

"It seems to be similar to Qinggong training, so why are you forbidding the use of Inner Attack?"

"That's a good question. If you are a demon or a sapa· Or when you have to go to war with the flower-loving robbers who live 'next door'! The first thing you need to do is make it to the battlefield. Would you like to go to the battlefield by air?"

"Of course you should, wouldn't you?"

"What if you spend a lot of time moving around and a battle breaks out as soon as you arrive?"

“!!!”

While some of the trainees were surprised by Mujin's question. Mu Jin added.

"And if you go out on a reconnaissance to find out what is going on in the equatorial provinces at the behest of the Moon! It's time to break through the enemies and return to the gates and let them know what you've learned! If you used up all your internal attacks in the process of escaping, you would just be caught and killed! The brothers and the elders of the alumni are waiting for the information you have been seeking, but you are going to give up and die!"

In response to Mujin's explanation, all the trainees could not resist and decided to accept the training.

Originally, most military exercises had a "good reason."

It's just a matter of training for situations where there is a real probability of it happening.

In the end, the trainees of the Zhongnan Sect fell for Mujin's words, and each of them tied their sa sacs to their arms and legs and went down Zhongnan Mountain.

"Any trainees who have been caught using internal attacks! I understand that you admit that you are a grub and descend!"

As soon as Mujin blew the whistle, the Zhongnan Sect trainees rushed to the top without hesitation.

Mu Jin and Shaolin disciples also ran with them to monitor the use of internal attacks. Of course, they were using internal attacks.

"Huh... Huh

And Byeok-hwan, who was running with Mujin at the front, chased after Mujin with evil and shenanigans even as Dan came out of his mouth.

After more than an hour of running down, he was finally able to reach the summit first.

"Phew· Phew·"

A wall pill that exhales heavily in pain that feels like it is about to rise from the inside.

However, I felt a strange sense of pride in the fact that I had been the first to climb Mujin without missing it.

"Eighteen trainees!!"

What came back was surprisingly Mujin's disapproval.

"Ouch!"

"Eighteenth trainee is individualism?"

“???”

"Eighteenth trainee·"

"Ouch!"

"Are you going to leave all your brothers and sisters and come back alone? If only you lived, that's enough? Are you going to leave all your brothers and sisters and come back alive from the battlefield alone?"

Hearing Mu Jin's disgrace, Wenhuan replied with a surprised face.

"Nope!!"

"Then what are you doing? Why don't you go back and get me right away!"

"Ouch!!"

Mujin smiled heartily as he saw Byeokhuan jump down from the top of the mountain he had managed to climb.

"After all, the good guys have to roll more..."

That was military-style education.

* * *

After that, seven days and seven nights, Mujin continued his bizarre training.

Sometimes, they carried out bizarre drills befitting the proverbial saying that if there were many boatmen climbing the mountain, the boat would go to the mountain.

Each time, Mujin would use a specific wartime situation as an example and talk about it as if it were a necessary exercise.

And every time such training was held, Mujin continued to emphasize cooperation, just as he had done with Byeok-hwan on the first day.

If the first seven days and nights of training were simply to experience the limits of each individual's body, the training of the second week was to take care of one's "comrades-in-arms" even in the midst of physical limitations.

When I finished my second week of training.

The momentum of the Zhongnan Sect disciples had changed again.

"Death Penalty!!"

"Hahaha!! Just feel free to call me bro!!"

Those who had trained together boasted a sticky camaraderie, like brothers.

Certainly, at the beginning of the second week of training, those who were victimized were angry because of those who were left behind, but thanks to Mujin's self-proclaimed villainy, they were now united.

Originally filthy and ugly· Having gone through difficult situations together, they quickly became friends.

Even if they haven't, they've been alumni for decades.

Finally, the third and final week of training that Mujin had planned began.

"Originally, it would be about five weeks, but I don't have time, so I can't help it."

In one way or another, I had to teach the Zhongnan Sect how to do it, so I couldn't go on with this training for five weeks, so I had to abbreviate it.

And the first cultivation of the last third week that Mu Jin had in mind·

"For four days from now. You will begin to cultivate assuming that you have been left behind enemy lines. I and my teaching assistants will be looking for you. From now on, you will have to survive by hiding in various parts of Jongnam Mountain without any food reserves."

It was a training exercise in the South Korean military called raw wine.

When I first heard about the training. The trainees thought it was easier than they thought.

Each of them moved to various parts of Jongnam Mountain and spent time in hiding.

But it only took me a day to realize how horrible it was to go without food.

In the end, some of the trainees who couldn't stand their hunger were caught by Mujin and Shaolin disciples while looking for food.

"One hundred and seventy-two trainees! Fourteen moves!"

"Ouch!!"

I was starved for more than a day and had to endure more than an hour of horrible torture.

Of course, Mujin, who had set an example in his training, was willing to eat without the trainees knowing that he was eating in this raw wine.

"You can't starve if you don't know anything else. Cancer·'

It's hard to maintain even if you eat and exercise to death. In the meantime, I'm starving myself. If there is even a loss of muscle, who is responsible?

Three days passed, and on the fourth and final day.

"Gather in the grand banquet hall! There are no penalties! The last reproductive liquor will be held together!"

Mu Jin and Shaolin disciples went around Zhongnan Mountain and invited the Zhongnan Sect trainees to the grand banquet hall.

And in the place where all the trainees gathered, the real torture began.

Rumble·

In front of the Zhongnan Sect disciples, who had been starving for three days and eating only a few grasses, Mu Jin was devouring a mediocre meal.

"Come on... It's easy to give up· I'm a grub who doesn't fit in with the big Jongnam faction! If you strike the gong next to me, I'll give you these foods."

Saying that, Mu Jin picked up the frozen green onion meat with chopsticks and fanned his hand, which smelled like meat.

‘··· Awful bastard...'

'He's my priest...'

Even the disciples of the same Shaolin turned their heads away at the sight.

His vicious appearance was so natural that no one objected to the monk Mu Jin openly eating meat.

However, Mujin's dinner was not as comfortable as it seemed.

'Oh, you're weak enough to do it alone, aren't you?'

I needed someone to coax the trainees together. However, the soft-hearted Shaolin disciples will not be able to fulfill this role properly.

Moreover, apart from the trio of selfless, they were forbidden to eat meat in the first place, so they couldn't seduce them properly.

What is the use of trying to tempt them with grass cutting?

Even the trio of martial arts were not allowed to eat meat in front of the other Shaolin disciples.

After thinking for a while about who to work with, Mujin's head came to mind as the most suitable person for such a role.

"Muyul! Come and eat with us!"

"Huh? Can I eat it?"

"Of course!"

"Yikes! Can I eat Lingling, then?"

"Ma~ You can eat as much as you want..."

Mu Yul and Lingling, who didn't think much of Mu Jin's answer, sat down at the table with sunny faces.

And when Lingling and Mu Yul began to ravenously devour food, the sound of swallowing reverberated throughout the theater.

If Mu Jin felt like he was eating while acting to provoke his opponent, then Mu Yul and Ling Ling were really eating deliciously as if they were devouring food.

As expected, the effect of attracting Mu Yul and Lingling was outstanding.

"Damn!!"

One of the trainees, who couldn't stand it, cursed and stood up.

Unable to overcome his hunger, he wanted to eat that food by striking a gong, whether he was a grub or not.

But·

"Trainees, what are you doing? A comrade is in danger of being taken prisoner behind enemy lines, are you going to leave him alone!? If only you could live, that's enough! That's what the Zhongnan Sect disciples are going to do!"

Mujin's call of fire jumped out of nowhere, and a few quick-witted people moved quickly.

"Bear with me, priest!"

Puck!

"If you just put up with it today, it's over. Death Penalty to death!"

Puck!

It was a fervent comradeship that beat the brother-in-law who couldn't stand his hunger and stopped him from striking the gong.

But why? Their eyes beating up their comrades are not comrades-in-arms, but Mujin and Mu-yul, who are eating food. I was heading towards Lingling·

It was their own beautiful brotherhood that unleashed their anger on their comrades-in-arms, wanting to beat up the three of them.