Mental Education (3)

 

After a warm exchange of comrades-in-arms, no trainees failed until the end of the reproductive period.

And after four days of reproduction, On the fifth day, normal eating resumed.

It wasn't just the meal that went on. For some reason, the training that took place after the meal also went back to the first day.

"Fourteen moves!!"

"Ouch!!"

After breakfast, after rolling, after lunch, after dinner·

It's time to take a break and go to sleep.

"I hope everyone will gather in the grand theater!"

Even though it was an ambitious time, Mujin gathered the trainees in one place.

"From today, we will begin our last three-day wartime training. If you make it through this training, I'll apologize for what I said on the first day. After that, I will teach you the 'Outer Air Training Method' in earnest."

Mujin's words lit up the trainees' eyes even though it was dark time.

Now this hellish cultivation is only three days away.

But on the other hand, considering the training so far, the trainees thought that the remaining three days of training would not be easy.

Mujin, who glanced at the trainees' eyes with such concern and expectation, explained the final training.

"In wartime, anything can happen, and nothing is strange! You can't let your guard down at any time! For three days from today, you will not sleep and will repeat the practice you have been doing."

The last training was what is commonly called "self-denial" in the ROK military.

Hearing Mujin's explanation, most of the trainees breathed a sigh of relief.

The last training seemed easier than I thought.

Knowing full well that the Zhongnan Sect disciples were relieved, Mu Jin didn't say anything.

He just flashes a faint smile that he can't hide.

Most of them had been cultivating in the Zhongnan Sect, and even if they went out of the recluse, they didn't know that they didn't stay up all night for more than a day.

What a terrible torture it is for a human being not to sleep.

"Let's start the night march now!"

A night march that begins with three full meals and training in the morning and afternoon.

And Mujin, who instructed the trainees to march at night, headed straight to the front of the Zhongnan Sect.

There was no particular reason.

"It would take more than two shijin to go down the mountain, take the summit, and then return to Jongnam."

It was to sleep for two o'clock.

Muscles are how they become bigger and stronger as they heal from exercise. And in order to recover, you need to sleep.

In other words, if you don't sleep, you'll lose muscle.

* * *

The disciples of the Zhongnan sect who had gone on the night march were given a rest.

But I wasn't allowed to sleep.

I've been rolling like crazy since morning, and my body is in a state of exhaustion, and I can't sleep while I'm sitting down to rest.

It didn't take long for me to realize what a terrible punishment it was.

Looking at the Zhongnan Sect disciples, who were redshot from trying to overcome their drooping eyelids, Mu Jin yawned softly.

"Haa If you feel sleepy, you can go to sleep· If you want to sleep comfortably in a wartime situation and get stabbed in the head, just sleep."

"If the person in charge of vigilance and reconnaissance falls asleep in the middle of the mission, and the enemy succeeds in the night attack, the alumni will die in droves. The scumbag who is sleeping now is no different from committing the mortal sin of the Knights."

"My brothers and sisters, whether they are all laid down or not, I'm going to die of sleepiness right now! You can come forward now, ring the bell, and go to sleep."

Mujin's alternating use of temptation and provocation made the Zhongnan Sect trainees, who were still sleepy and distracted, unable to keep their senses.

After such a hellish dawn, the morning sun came out.

"Come on... Now let's go to breakfast."

And after breakfast, training began again.

The physical training that took place all day long was unlike anything I had done before.

Even though I was clearly progressing at the same difficulty, my body was screaming.

Funnily enough, however, the pain was awakening their spirits.

After eating breakfast, he feels sleepy and sleepy, but he wakes up with physical pain.

If this is not torture, what is torture?

The second day passed in the sensation of both body and mind being worn out.

And on the third and final day·

"Today, you just have to sit in the theater and relax..."

Today, Mu Jin, who had come out of a relaxing sleep to avoid muscle loss, appeared yawning.

"However, trainees who fall asleep will be considered grub and will be dismissed."

I had already been rolling over without sleep for two days, and my body had reached its limit.

Only those who had experienced it knew how horribly difficult it was to sit still and not fall asleep.

Naturally, one by one, the trainees with their eyelids drooped. It wasn't the realm of reason, it was more of the body's survival instinct.

And at that time, Mujin's call of fire broke out without fail.

"I'm going to let my comrades fall asleep in the middle of enemy lines! Are you going to let me get caught, tortured, and die?"

The trainees who fell asleep at Mujin's shouts began to tease their limbs roughly.

"Wake up!"

"You can't fall asleep. Dormitory!!"

They had fallen asleep like honey for a moment, and they awoke with a groan of sudden pain.

"Aa

"Uh-huh! Who shouts so loudly behind enemy lines!"

When the trainees woke up, they were awakened by Mujin's screams, and they glanced around with their bloody eyes.

'Hang one!'

You can't just hit yourself and end it, right?

In this way, a beautiful comradeship unfolds once again in the grand theater.

"Wake up!"

Puck!

"Death penalty! You must not die!"

"Aa

"I didn't sleep! I didn't sleep!!"

"Uh-huh! Who makes such a fuss in the enemy's camp!"

Thanks to Mujin's continuous ranting, a bloody battle of eyes began in the grand theater.

The disciples of the Zhongnan Sect, whose eyes are bloodshot after not sleeping for two days, keep their mouths shut and look around, as if to say, "Who's the only one who can catch you?"

Then, in the blink of an eye,

Puck!

"Eup!!"

A fist that you don't know when or where it landed slams you into the cheek, side, and back of the head.

A beautiful virtuous cycle in which the apprentice wakes up with a honeyed sleep and a raging pain, and repeatedly slaps the trainee next to him for revenge.

Mujin looked at the scene and smiled happily.

'Cancer· This is true brotherhood."

Originally, the affection between people is not made up of only fine affection.

The friendship that became close only with a gentle affection was in danger of being broken by the slightest hurt feelings towards each other.

However, the relationship between the good and the bad was not going to go awry.

* * *

In the reproductive province and in the state of self-denial, the trainees of the Jongnam sect endured by exchanging beautiful comrades-in-arms.

It meant that there wasn't a single straggler.

Mujin is the moment when it passes from micro (9 ~ 11 o'clock) to midnight (11 o'clock ~ 13 o'clock). The disciples of the Zhongnan Sect were sent back to their quarters.

It was the end of the last hellish cultivation.

After three days of sleep, the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect fell asleep before they could enter the dormitory.

And the next day, around noon, Mu Jin, who had skipped the morning training and let them sleep, summoned the Zhongnan Sect disciples to the grand banquet hall.

The trainees gathered in the theater were all covered with bruises on their faces and bodies.

Of course, it was a sign of being hit by each other during self-denial training.

However, unlike the ridiculous countenance, the eyes of the Zhongnan Sect disciples gathered in the theater were nothing short of colorful.

Standing on the podium, looking at the bright eyes of the Zhongnan Sect disciples, Mu Jin bowed his head with the class leader.

"I apologize for what I said on the first day that you didn't fit in with the Great Zhongnan Sect."

I've been rolling like a dog for the past three weeks, so it shouldn't be hard for me to keep my head down.

Mu Jin looked up and continued with a satisfied face.

"The instructor was impressed by what you saw. Those of you who have endured the hellish cultivation are the ones who are worthy of being the swordsmen of the 'Great' Zhongnan Sect."

Mu Jin's words made the Zhongnan Sect disciples' faces look full of pride.

In the process of training, I felt like I was going crazy, but when it was over, I felt that way.

Who could endure the kind of training they went through?

There was such pride and confidence on their faces that they had endured so much hardship and that there was nothing they couldn't do.

Their faces were full of pride and confidence, and Mu Jin added.

"But what thrills me the most is not for you individually! Like the disciples of the Great Zhongnan Sect! We did it without a single straggler! This was an achievement that you could not have done on your own! It was because there were alumni and brothers who had trained with me!"

At Mu Jin's shout, the Zhongnan Sect disciples turned their heads and looked at the four brothers standing around them.

It was as Mujin said.

Comrades who pushed and tugged at each other when their bodies were stretched to their limits, and who reminded them with their fists whenever their patience was stretched to the limit and they craved food or tried to sleep.

It was a hardship that I probably wouldn't have been able to endure if I had tried it alone.

Even if it's hard to do it alone, these comrades-in-arms· With these four brothers, there is nothing that cannot be done.

His eyes are brilliant, and his shoulders are square, his neck is straight, and his expression reflects his pride and confidence.

And the warm friendship for comrades-in-arms. They were like the embodiment of a soldier.

"This should be enough for mental education."

Looking at the Zhongnan Sect disciples, Mu Jin shook his head.

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There was no trace of himself left as a dosa.

* * *

That evening·

Five disciples of the Zhongnan Sect came to Mujin's residence.

"What's going on, everyone?"

Anyway, the mental education is over, and everyone is ordered to rest. There was no reason to come to him.

'Are you trying to talk like a fool?'

Now that his cultivation is over, he may have come to avenge the harassment he has caused.

Just as Mujin, who had thought so far, was preparing to raise his bet, one of the five masters stepped forward.

He was the one who had participated in Mujin's cultivation the hardest.

"Actually, the five of us were going to have a small drink together in Chang'an County while we had a day off, but the instructor came to visit us while we were on our way."

"Now that you're done with your training, you don't have to call me Instructor. A drinking party?"

Mu Jin's question was answered by Wenhuan with a hearty smile.

"Hahaha· In Jongnam, we are not allowed to drink alcohol or eat meat on special occasions. And after three weeks of hard training, isn't that a special day?"

He even explained that he had permission from the head of the room, Baiyun Jinyin.

If there were nearly two hundred disciples going down in the swarm, it would be a problem, so they were the first to go to the après.

At his explanation, Mu Jin's fists trembled involuntarily.

'Damn Shaolin Temple!!'

What a beautiful image with the world! Shaolin needed to emulate them.

But apart from the complaints about Shaolin, it was quite a fascinating story.

"I was still going to eat what Jongnam gave me, so I felt bitten..."

He is a servant who is allowed to eat minimal meat, but the basics are still grass cutting.

In the end, I had to make up for my lack of protein and live with that nasty protein supplement in my mouth on a fictitious day.

"Hahaha· It's a drinking party with Jongnam's heroes, so there's no reason to refuse..."

Mujin gladly agreed to accept the invitation of the wall.

"Just in case, you should be nervous..."

Maybe he was trying to get rid of him after he had been drinking.