(The World's No. 1 Genius) (2)

 

Early the next morning·

The urgent voice of the Great Disciple woke up Hye Girl's slumber.

"Four hundred and four hundred, I'm in trouble!"

"What's going on, it's been so messy since early in the morning?"

"The childless children are gone!"

With the disciple's words, Hye Girl felt like she was still in the lurch.

"Now, maybe you're out for a walk."

It was a wishful thinking because he had already secretly visited the Wujin Realm and the Huashan Sect several times.

However, the Great Disciple shattered her hopes mercilessly.

"Hey, here... This is a note left behind by the undocumented children."

When she saw the examination offered by the Great Disciple, she felt that her eyes went dark.

There was nothing special about the survey.

It was just a kind of training schedule for what kind of exercises were to be taught to the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect in the future.

That said, the rest of the schedule was the sound of the Shaolin disciples and the Shaolin disciples.

I didn't expect it, but I really didn't think I'd venture to do it again.

But before she could recover from the shock, she realized something strange.

"What has happened to Mu Yul?"

If it's your own son-in-law, of course you should stay even if you look at yourself.

“····”

However, the Grand Disciple could only ignore Hye Girl's sad expression.

"Hehehe..."

In an instant, the Great Disciple looked at Huige, who looked at her as if she had been ten years old, and after a moment's notice, he gave her one more piece of information that she had not yet conveyed.

"And some of the exercise equipment is gone."

"Exercise equipment?"

"Yes· I checked and found that Mujin's belongings and a wagon were missing."

"Hehe... Hehehehehe..."

At the apprentice's explanation, Hye-gal's mouth burst out of laughter.

"You were bouncing around with all those heavy things, and no one knew..."

At this point, even if he was punished for negligent management, he would have nothing to say.

* * *

After training Hui Ge and the Shaolin disciples, Mu Jin continued westward with his companions in a chariot.

Of course, driving a wagon did not mean driving a horse.

The four of them took turns pulling the wagon in place of the horses, and they would occasionally stop and iron their movements.

'You can't let your body lose muscle if it's made!'

Bouncing around with something like this was quite a gamble for Mujin, even for Mujin.

However, his body, which had already reached the limits of human beings, was bound to shrink its muscles at the slightest neglect.

Well, it wasn't as fast as losing one muscle a day, but for Mujin, even a small reduction was worth it.

Of course, driving the carriage all the way through the journey would have put a strain on your muscles, but Mujin used a shortcut.

When driving a carriage or making calorie-intensive movements, it was enough to use internal air.

If he used a lot of internal work, he could drive a wagon with just a gentle amount of effort.

But exercise wasn't the only thing that mattered when it came to taking care of your muscles.

The amount of calories and protein required to maintain ridiculously compressed muscles is also beyond common sense.

Rumble· Rumble·

As a result, the wagon used by Mujin and his companions never had a dry day of food.

Every time he arrived in a village or a prefectural city, he would prepare a huge amount of food and smash it into his mouth non-stop as he traveled.

Rumble· Rumble·

"Mujin-ah~! It's delicious, too!"

"Uki! Uki!!"

As a result, the group was also eating a happy meal every day.

Looking at the trio of Mujabae, their hands stained with grease and shoving the meat into their mouths, Mu Jin had a happy expression on his face.

"Who would look at them and think they were monks? Hahahaha·'

I felt like I didn't even have to try to hide my identity as a monk.

Maybe it's because of the delicious meals that continue every day. With a look of disbelief in his worries about the opposition, the sign room continued to move west.

Looking at a place he had never visited in his life, he asked.

"So there's an heir to that celestial horse here?"

"I'm going to be here soon, to be exact..."

"Could it be that the Heavenly Horse's Successor is moving to strike the Podalab Palace?"

The place where they arrived was the West Chief.

It is famous for its Podalab Palace and is one of the places that is commonly referred to as "Sae-oe" in Murin.

However, Mu Jin shook his head at Mu Mu Mu's question.

"This is just a passage for them... The destination is not the chief, it's the south..."

And in the process of heading to the south, the future Tenma clashes with the blood victory.

Therefore, Mu Jin was going to wait in the same place where he appeared in the novel and make Mu Qing and the future Tianma fight.

"What? Why?"

Perhaps sensing the scarcity in Mujin's eyes, Mu Kyung covers himself with both hands and retreats.

"If anyone sees you, you'll think they're trying to attack you... You madman...'

Ah· By the way, the crazy guy wasn't a curse ... At least to Mu Kyung, it was a way of expressing it as it was.

"Hmmm· Do you know where they're going to go?"

Mu Jin nodded lightly at Mu Jin's question, ignoring Mu Qing.

"Rimji· There's no better way to get to the South Bay through the chief."

Of course, it was just something I had read in the novel.

Rimji borders the southern province of Arunachal Pradesh, and a high mountain range stands between the two regions.

The world's largest mountain range. The Everest Mountains

However, the mountain range that separated him from the rim was the end of Mount Everest, and it was a height and topography that anyone with a mastery of martial arts could easily pass through.

Therefore, those who are not free to enter and exit the Central Plains should not go to the southern bay through Yunnan.

Passing through the forest, he crossed over to the eldest son and headed for the southern bay.

And in the first part of the novel, it was the haunt of the blood monk who was in the middle of his evil deeds.

"Now that he's here, it's pretty peaceful, but..."

Thinking of that, Mu Jin looked at Mu Qing with a happy expression.

Originally, he would have become a crazed murderer, slaughtering Yang Min and draining blood to eat.

However, when he met him, he became a dog, and although he was still a madman, he did not become a murderous demon who would draw any blood.

It was truly a great step forward, and what could be a more satisfying achievement?

"Why do you look at me like that again?"

Covering himself with his hands again, Mu Qing stepped back, and blood stood on Mujin's forehead, which was smiling happily.

* * *

"Is that a forest?"

"I think so?"

After traveling in a wagon, Mujin and his companions finally arrived at their destination.

But why?

Of course, I thought it would be peaceful, but when I arrived, I found that the people there were full of hostility.

'Are you just rejecting outsiders because it's rural?'

The intensity of hostility and suspicion in his eyes was too thick for that.

"What's going on?"

"It's because of you..."

It was Mu Kyung who answered Mujin's self-talk.

"Me? Why?"

"Because you made me look like this... Isn't it natural to be scared of anyone?"

Mu Jin responded to Mu Kyung's complaint, which was dyed purple, with a blank slate.

Who would treat people like that?

He didn't have to guess by himself, so Mujin headed to the inn first.

I got a room there, ordered a meal, and then went to bed. I gave him some money and asked.

Is there anything wrong with the village?

And the answer that came back was pretty obvious.

"I don't know if it's a demon or a bandit called the Black Rang Brigade, and they're on the rise."

It was naïve to predict that there would be peace because there was no blood victory.

Everywhere you go in the world, there are bad guys. Since there was no greater evil bloodline, it seemed that the assistants were carrying it around.

"Or maybe the Bloodmonger ate them and coiled them up here..."

In fact, the area around the rim was a good place for bad guys to play a role.

In the West Plains, there was a Buddhist school of podalab palaces similar to the Shaolin and Ami of the Middle Plains.

However, there was a distance of hundreds of li from the Podalab Palace to Ramzi, and he even used to pretend that he was a monk of the Podalab Palace, as if he were a "blood monk".

"But you don't know if they're devils or bandits?"

"They used to come into the village on horseback, and when the monk of the Podalab Palace came to catch them, they hid in the mountains over there. That's why it's not easy to catch."

Mujin nodded at Somsoi's explanation, "I see."

The Blood Monk had done the same thing. When they came in droves, they would flee into the mountains in moderation.

If there was a difference between them and the Black Belt or whatever, they would just run away and drag the Blood Monk into the mountains for each and every one of them.

"Maybe it's really the Blood Monk who hunted down those demons and coiled them..."

Given the similarity in behavior, it seemed likely.

And after listening to all of Jumsoi's explanations, Mu Gong said to Mu Jin.

"Those bandits... Shouldn't we catch him?"

Mu Yul and Lingling nodded in agreement.

It was not just one or two people who had been victimized in the village, but dozens of people who had been killed or kidnapped by them, so they had to be killed.

"That's how it should be..."

However, Mujin replied that way, and he had other thoughts in mind.

'Is it rather good? I was still wondering how to get him out."

In martial arts, the Demon Cult was a group that appeared quite often. However, in each martial arts area, the atmosphere of the Demon Cult was divided into three main categories.

First, if they appear as a purely villainous group.

At this time, they are often portrayed as blood-crazed killers like Mu Kyung.

The second and third were similar cases, either a supporting character who helped the protagonist, or a character from the Demon Cult.

At this time, they originally had a name such as the Shenghua Sect, but it is the second case that the Imperial Family or the Gu Pil Bang framed them and drove them to the Demon Cult.

It was the third time that it was described as a group of merchants driven purely by the logic of force.

And the first part of the Spectacle trilogy· The demon cult group that appears in the Heavenly Devil Circle is close to the third case.

It was a development that tried to get closer to the first case due to various things, but was eventually purified by the Heavenly Horse.

In this worldview, the Demon Cult is a group that reveres strength, so naturally they have mastered the Demon Technique, which allows them to quickly become stronger.

And in this worldview, the Magong is divided into two main branches.

Just like the Heavenly Blood Absorption Dafa method used by blood demons and blood monks, the true meaning of the magic gong is to become stronger only by absorbing other people's blood or energy or killing others.

And the other one was a martial gong, which was called a demon gong because it lacked stability in exchange for being able to get stronger quickly.

In the latter case, it was no different from the first case, as it was eventually unstable, and it was easy to fall into a coinage or a simma, and as a result, to fall into madness and commit murder.

However, Chen Ma in the first part of the novel had an extreme dislike for the demon gong in the first case.

He also felt sorry for being swayed by the magic ball and falling into the mouth of the coin.

A strong mind that learns a magic technique that is unstable and dangerous, but is not deprived of reason by magic.

He was a man who believed that this mental power was the true soul of the uninhabited.

Because he was such a man, he was extremely disgusted with Mu Mu harassing ordinary people, and because of his disposition, he was called the Demon Gorge.

As a man like that, he couldn't afford to let the devil pass by here.

Even if your colleagues discourage you.

'Just like in the novel...'

As a member of the Demon Cult Armed Forces, he was supposed to act as a group, but he had sent his comrades to the eldest son first, asking for a few days to spare, and then he had pursued the trail of the blood victory alone.

So this time, instead of a blood victory, he could use the demon swarm.