Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 295

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<Episode 82: Shaolin Temple (1)>

-Om Somani Somani Hum Arihanna Arihanna Hum Arihanna Banaya Hum Banaya Hum Baavam Baara Hum Batak.

The solemn sound of sutras being recited.

It was an anti-demon mantra to subdue demons in Buddhism.

Mara-hyeon said with wide eyes when he heard the words “anti-ma mantra.”

“Anti-ma mantra? Isn’t that blasphemous? no way….”

“You look like a damn monster. Even if it flies like a monster does it fly above Shaolin?”

‘!!!!!!’

Everyone could not hide their bewilderment at the words of the apostate monk Jae-jae-jeong.

‘So Shaolin?’

It was a very unfortunate incident.

Because he had to head to Sacheondangga to find the granddaughter of Seonghwaryeongju who was in charge of the orb Heumwon a female beast went south to the southwest from Gaebong of the Hwangdo.

But no one could have predicted this.

On the road to the southwest from Gaebong Hwangdo there was Mt. Seongsan the middle of the five mountains.

If this had been a simple mountain there would have been no particular problem but on Seongsan Mountain there was Shaolin Temple known as a sacred place for Buddhism and the birthplace of Jeongdo martial arts.

“Damn it.”

A harsh sound came out of Nie Chun’s mouth.

Even if your luck is fierce how can this be?

Who would have known that among so many places Shaolin Temple which is said to be the center of Jeongdo would be connected in this way.

That said

-Om Somani Somani Hum Arihanna Arihanna Hum Arihanna Banaya Hum Banaya Hum Baavam Baara Hum Batak.

The sound of chanting the Hangma Mantra became louder.

Then Heumwon who had been hit on the right wing by the Buddhist ball Geumgangjeo screamed in pain and twisted his body.

-Kikegegegegegegegegeeng!

“What!”

“Everyone hold on to the cart!”

As Heumwon twisted his body and the cart also tilted everyone was embarrassed and grabbed hold of various parts of the cart.

“Aaaah!”

At that time the cup fell over and the Holy Spirit Pill inside it was about to fall.

But at that moment someone grabbed her wrist.

-Park!

He was none other than the masked Marahyeon.

The look in her Mara Hyun’s eyes that saved her at that exquisite moment became strange.

‘shit.’

In my heart I just wanted to let him die.

But the only person who knew how my damn father died was this damned old woman.

That’s why he couldn’t fall to his death like this.

However the beast Heumwon could not bear the wounds inflicted by the diamond and the anti-ma mantra and was about to fall down.

“Oh no!”

“Uh oh! Fall!”

No matter how much of a martial arts expert you were if you fell from this height you could die from shock.

“My lord!”

Nie Chun called out to Mo Gyeong-un who was holding Heum Won’s back collar.

Since only the lord could tame and handle the beast Heumwon he called with the mindset of grasping at straws.

-Rebirth. You have to pull out the diamond.

At that time Cheongryeong urgently spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.

As a result Mok Gyeong-un was shaken violently by the fall and while he was in a daze he turned his head and looked at Heum-won’s right wing.

Mok Gyeong-un who opened his ghost eyes saw the majestic aura of Vajrapani in his eyes.

It was spreading through his body like poison evaporating his spiritual power.

-I cannot touch that.

-I guess so.

Because that majestic energy completely opposed the yin energy the vengeful spirit Cheongryeong could not touch it.

In response Mo Gyeong-un grabbed Heum-won’s back fur with both hands.

Mok Gyeong-un who fixed his stance and captured the target soon kicked both feet.

-Park!

Mu Qingyun’s new form bounced like a spring soon losing strength and rushing towards Heumyuan’s right wing which was fluttering back and forth.

Mok Kyung-un reached out his hand to grab one of his wing feathers.

But at that moment Heumwon lost sight of it because his body was spinning sideways.

‘oh?’

At the same time Mo Gyeong-un’s body lost its wings and flew away from Heum-won.

-Shoooooo!

-this!

Cheongryeong tried to come out of her wooden doll as if she thought it wouldn’t work.

It was that moment.

Mok Gyeong-un twisted his body spun his sword and then kicked it into the air.

-Paang!

He kicked it as if there was a wall in the air but Mo Gyeong-un’s new form bounced in the opposite direction and soon flew back to Heum-won’s right wing.

‘This sentient being?’

Cheongnyeong couldn’t help but be surprised.

The method that Mok Gyeong-un showed now was none other than the technique of stepping into the void.

I had no idea that he would pull off such an amazing feat in a moment of crisis.

But what was important now was not that I had accomplished the trick of walking in the air.

Mok Gyeong-un who kicked up the air and flew towards the station immediately grabbed Heum-won’s wing feathers and put his opposite hand towards the place where the majestic energy was spreading.

-Poof!

-Kikegegegegegegegegeeng!

Heumwon screamed as if he was in pain.

Mok Gyeong-un paid no attention to this and dug his hand deeper into the flesh eventually finding the Vajra.

Mok Gyeong-un found the Geumgangjeo and immediately grabbed it to pull it out.

at that moment

-Chieeeeek!

I felt a burning pain in the palm of my hand holding the diamond.

The majestic energy flowing from the vajra seemed to penetrate the palm and affect the moral energy and demonic energy.

‘It’s annoying.’

As a result Mu Gyeong-un raised even stronger morale and put pressure on Geumgangjeo’s energy.

He then pulled it out from the flesh of Heumwon’s wing.

-Park!

He hastily threw away the diamond he had pulled out.

Then Heumwon who had been stumbling and falling in pain just moments ago vigorously flapped his left wing and tried to somehow regain his balance.

-Flutter flutter!

Even though he pulled out the diamond it was impossible to fly with just one wing because he couldn’t use his right wing which was already in disarray.

however

-Flutter flutter!

Thanks to flapping my wings like crazy I was able to reduce the acceleration of my fall.

Heumwon which managed to slow down before hitting the ground managed to land.

“Wow.”

As soon as that happened Seonghwaryeongju and Apostolic Monk Jaejeong vomited on the floor and the others who were holding on to the cart also fell to the floor with pale faces.

-dump!

“Haa…haa….”

“I really almost died.”

It was as if I had seen hell while trying to travel comfortably on the Heumwon.

But even though we came down safely to the ground it wasn’t over yet.

The place they came down to is none other than

-Rumble!

‘iced coffee. ‘It’s ruined.’

It was in the middle of the Shaolin Temple.

Before they knew it dozens of monks wearing robes and orange robes holding clubs had gathered around them and surrounded them.

-Roaring!

The monks who surrounded Heumwon soon discovered Mok Gyeong-un and his companions and started whispering with somewhat surprised eyes.

“what?”

“What are they?”

Then an old monk with a white beard and an older appearance walked out from among the monks.

He was holding three Vajra in his hands and the majestic energy emanating from his entire body was so great that it encompassed the surroundings.

-Oooooh!

‘It was the author.’

Mok Gyeong-un realized at once that he had thrown a diamond on Heum-won’s wing.

The energy flowing out was on a different level.

If we were to put it in terms of radiation this majestic energy was as vast and expansive as the sea far exceeding the level of Japan.

-It’s not normal legal power.

– Legal power?

-okay. I heard that while Buddhist monks and Taoist monks hone their spiritual power there are Buddhist monks who hone their dharma power. This is my first time seeing this energy and it seems very annoying.

-…I see.

Because of the magical power exuded by that old monk and other demonic monks the beast Heumwon cowered so much that his alertness was soared.

‘Isn’t it?’

Mo Kyung-un looked around.

Not only their magical power but the energy emanating from the temple itself was majestic clean and pure.

Maybe that’s why I couldn’t even feel the ghosts or weak spirits that were commonly seen around me.

‘It’s not called a sacred place of Buddhism for nothing.’

Mo Kyung-un clicked his tongue inwardly with an annoyed look in his eyes.

Who would have thought that he would just barely escape from the imperial palace and end up stuck in a place like this?

Then the old monk who came forward put his palms together and opened his mouth.

“Amitabha Buddha. “Who are the donors who are with the monsters who cause harm…?”

“Hangmagakju!”

Before the old monk could finish speaking someone came forward.

He was an apostate monk.

The old monk who was looking at his appearance which resembled a monk’s uniform including the broken prayer beads frowned and said.

“Deokmun? “It’s a blessing.”

The name of the law during the time when it was impossible to control funds was Deokmun (德門).

He was an old monk who did not recognize him at first because his appearance had changed somewhat roughly over time.

But when he recognized him he couldn’t figure out what this was all about.

“How can you be with a monster?”

“It’s a misunderstanding. Annotation. “This monster does not cause harm to humans and is tamed.”

“Tame? “What kind of strange thing is that?”

At that time a middle-aged monk who was among the monks walked out and said.

Jae-jae-jeong who recognized him put his hands together and bowed his head.

“Amitabha Buddha. Greetings to my Lord….”

“How can an excommunicated disciple bow with his hands joined? “Remove your palms.”

“….”

Hearing the resolute words of Na Han-gak-ju Jae-jae-jeong took his hands together with a bitter expression.

As he said since he was an apostate monk he was not qualified to bow with his palms together.

Then Nahangakju pointed to Heumwon with his hand and asked.

“How can you tame that thing? That is not an animal but a monster that eats and kills humans. But how…”

“This is my food spirit. “Monk.”

‘!?’

Arhat Gakju turned his head.

The person who got in the middle was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

“Shikigami?”

Nahan Gakju was wondering if he didn’t know what the word food spirit meant but Hangmagakju said

“Amitabha Buddha. Did you just say food spirit? dole.”

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un responded by putting his hands together and bowing his head.

“yes. Although it is a monster it is a being that I control as a food spirit. “Because it is controlled it is not as dangerous as you can see…”

“Go!”

Before he could finish his sentence Hangmagakju lashed out.

Then he pointed to Heumwon and said.

“Isn’t the food spirit a method of forcibly ministering monsters one after another?”

Hearing his words Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes sparkled with interest.

I thought he was a monk who practices Buddhism and didn’t know much about Bangsul but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

“you’re right. But how did you get so upset?”

While I was wondering the old monk Hangmagakju said with his white eyebrows trembling.

“The magic derived from Taoist magic is a dangerous magic that deviates from the laws and principles of nature. “How did the young vassal learn such common things?”

“…Is Bangsul an affair?”

“I didn’t tell you. dole. Magic is a method that deviates from that logic. Being a food spirit is ultimately an act of forcibly continuing existence. This is an act that goes beyond the will of another. “How can we say that this is not mutual?”

Hearing his words Mok Kyung-un snorted and said.

“What do you want to say?”

To this Hangmagakju responded by aiming the Geumgangjeo at Heumwon.

“Amitabha Buddha. These are words for the sake of donations so please do not feel uncomfortable and take them to heart. Illegal magic will definitely harm the Lord. So please stop practicing witchcraft and cut off your forced relationship with Goi.”

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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