Chapter 674
Wiping her blurry vision with her sleeve, Jin Tianxi quickly called out to Tianyu.
“Master…!”
Cheonwoo comes in loudly.
“This guy is full of energy because my teacher is going to die soon.”
“…It’s too much. Master. “How do you say that?”
“Hehehe! “He is a disciple who has a taste for teasing people until the very end.”
King Gwon said so and slowly raised his upper body.
Then he spoke in a cracked voice.
“Cheonwoo. Do zazen and turn your back.”
Cheonwoo immediately realized what those words meant.
“Master, really? No! “No!”
“hurry! Are you planning to disobey this teacher’s orders?”
“At least to Jang Mun-in….”
“I already told that guy. I decided on you. They told me to figure it out. When did Sasuk listen to what he said? “It’s the same with other elders.”
“There are other disciples, right? “It’s too heavy.”
“okay. Although most of them are dead, there are some who are still alive, but you are the only one who was willing to do bad work for the shaman.”
“Master.”
“You went to the battlefield instead of the executioners, and instead of the executioners, you went to deal with the shaman disciples who had defected. Although he became corrupted and became a group of people harassing the civilians along with the black thieves. However, we all ate together. “How easy would it be to punish them?”
“…!?”
Jin Cheonhee opened his eyes wide.
The reason why Cheonwoo did not tell his story to the extreme.
“Because of that, even though all the shamanists rejected you, you remained silent. “Because the shaman’s love must be resolved by the shaman’s own hands.”
No matter what the path, there are bound to be people who renounce the order and defect to the dark path.
Someone had to go and deal with such a traitor.
Black line too. Black line for short.
In shamans, a person who goes to deal with something like that is called that.
However, those who take on such tasks are naturally ostracized and ostracized even within the same clan.
It was Cheonwoo who was in charge of that.
Cheonwoo said.
“I just went there to gain enlightenment. Otherwise, I didn’t go there for the shaman. “Master.”
Cheonwoo reveals his true feelings. It was something that should not be said in a shaman, where it could be dangerous.
If it weren’t for this situation, I would never have said it.
However, Gwonje just smiles.
“okay. That’s my way. When have you seen me move for a shaman? I always moved for myself. That’s why I felt free.”
“That’s why the elders don’t like it.”
“If you tease him, he’ll attack you. “Kkekekekekeuu-”
Gwonje laughs as he reminisces about the past.
“Still, it’s my home site. I did it for myself, but I didn’t do anything that would harm the shaman. “I don’t know what Jeonghyeong will think.”
Gwonje straightens his back.
The helpless appearance from just now disappeared like a lie, and there was a warrior and a legend.
“Cheonwoo. “Quickly sit in meditation and turn your back.”
“…Master.”
“hurry! Are you planning to disobey this teacher’s orders? Cheonhee. “You will be a witness to this.”
Jin Cheon-hee grits her teeth.
“….”
Blood flowed out from between his clenched fists.
A giant. The shaman’s giant was trying to leave behind traces of his life to his descendants.
The young man’s shoulders felt like they would break under the weight.
Is this a footprint?
The end of martial arts.
End of life.
I can hear the sound of the mountain splitting apart.
It was the last echo of humanity.
The echo of one of the world’s top ten masters and someone who has trained his entire life to reach the sky.
Cheonwoo shakes his head.
“I…”
“This is also work for the shaman. “Are you going to disobey your teacher’s last command?”
However, King Gwon knew that his military education was not enough.
What was lacking? Was life or death not enough? Was there a lack of innate understanding?
Maybe I just lacked luck.
I don’t know what is lacking, but there is no compromise. Didn’t I use up all the time I was given?
I have received as much as I deserve in 100 years.
Young Zhuge encourages him to try his best to survive somehow, but the old man does not look back.
It is a delusion.
The old man knew that if he was obsessed with forcibly increasing time, it would become an illusion that would eat up his entire life.
Whether you succeed or fail, it is an illusion.
It is no longer yourself.
It is not Myeonggiljinin.
It is not a non-party system.
But this good congressman doesn’t know that.
How scary is the death of an elderly person who is about to die, or even an unmanned person.
The old man says, suppressing his anger.
“I want to leave you behind. “Then that’s it.”
Ah, how is time so short?
Myung-gil. You foolish Myeong-gil.
The foolish Taegeuk that cannot reach the sky even after using it for a hundred years.
An unknown majesty poured out from Emperor Gwon’s body.
In the end, Cheonwoo could not win and sat in meditation in front of Emperor Gwon.
“okay. He’s nice. Hey. “You ugly, young Taegeuk.”
Saying that, King Gwon patted Cheonwoo’s broad back as if to reassure him.
‘okay. It was like this.’
At first, his back was much smaller than that of other children who entered the shaman sect.
The child was immature in everything.
Although he had better eyes than anyone else, he only had one eye, and because he only had one, his sense of distance was much poorer than that of other children.
In a powerhouse where life and death can be determined by a single hit, not being able to gauge distance was a very big disadvantage.
‘I thought it would fall off quickly. Cheonwoo. There was a time when I thought you, like other children, would either become a lay disciple or run away before becoming a lay disciple.’
The backs of Cheonwoo’s hands have never been clean.
A place where other children have left.
Just click!
He knocks on the wood seal by himself, memorizes the acupuncture points, and then knocks again.
There were countless times when thorns got stuck in my hands, and I never showed any signs of pain.
As Cheonwoo became stronger, the children of other shamans bullied him. Gwonje….
‘He is also in the process of becoming a warrior. If you can’t overcome this much, it’s better not to hold the sword.’
Just watch.
At the time, he was fed up with the rotting shaman.
However, there was a time when I had no intention of overturning it and I didn’t like it at all. A time when old men used to complain.
I saw it that night.
Sigh!
Cheon-woo broke the legs of Sa-sook who was sleeping and dragged her away.
Sa-sook couldn’t even scream because she had a gag in her mouth.
In a way, it was a blessing in disguise.
Because he was the mastermind who had other kids harass Cheonwoo.
A fight of 20:1.
There is still no sense of distance from Cheonwoo.
I could see it with my eyes, but I lacked the ability to estimate the distance.
That’s why the ringleader was killed first.
I thought they would catch Ha Jeong-jin at best, but this guy was crazy.
Young Cheonwoo cannot feel Emperor Gwon’s gaze.
-what? Is it because of my mood?
At the time, I didn’t have much to learn, so how could he possibly know about authority, which was at such a high level.
But then, strangely enough, he saw where Gwonje was.
With only one eye.
Finally, he shook his head once and headed somewhere again, dragging Sasuk with him.
The next day, the bastard went down Mt. Wudang using the excuse of being injured during training. And never came back again.
Just tap, tap, tap.
And that night, Cheonwoo knocked on the wooden man again by himself.
Boring days of building basic physical strength by maintaining the Mabo posture in the early morning and tapping the wooden wheel at night.
Whenever Emperor Gwon occasionally came to drink, the boy was there knocking on the wooden seal.
Then, sometimes, instead of Mokin, he beat Sasuk, who had been harassing him, and dragged him somewhere.
And the master never returned to Mt. Wudang again.
When I came to my senses, none of the children bothered Cheonwoo.
It was natural.
If you bother Cheonwoo, he disappears for some reason.
Cheonwoo’s uniform no longer ended up in a poop bucket, and his shoes no longer became full of bugs.
No one could tell an adult.
Because Cheonwoo never left any evidence.
He was a poisonous bastard. And the medicine was a baby.
Just tap, tap, tap.
This guy hits the wooden person again even if it rains, snows, or thunders.
From Emperor Gwon’s perspective, this guy was learning to keep his distance at arm’s length.
The process of embedding it into the body.
The process cannot be memorized, but must be imprinted on your instincts.
Even if you do that, you may not be able to keep up with the two-eyed powerhouses.
The young guy was doing that crazy thing over and over again.
I rarely smile while practicing.
Sometimes, when I received a letter from my brother, I felt happy for a while and the sound of hitting the wooden seal was cheerful.
Spring passes, summer passes, fall, and finally winter comes.
Spring is coming again.
When I came to my senses, he made me his direct disciple and taught me every day.
-I decided to become Heukseondo on behalf of the Shaman faction. As the shaman’s sword, I intend to take down with my own hands those who have abandoned the shaman’s teachings.
-yes. It looks like we will meet some of the private quarters who have been away for a while.
The rough Taegeuk has suddenly become bigger than the old man.
He looked down at the world from his tall height and walked briskly as if he knew nothing about arrogance.
Although a shaman practices the Tao, when he becomes a swordsman, he becomes accustomed to murder.
However, cutting down a faceless black sword and cutting down people who have eaten together have different weights.
Everyone started to dislike Cheonwoo.
And at the same time, the smell of blood did not disappear from Cheonwoo’s body.
-What should I do? Master.
-okay. This is also the path to becoming a warrior. All right.
This clever but foolish guy started following the path that Emperor Gwon had taken in the past without anyone teaching him.
Although they say they are not doing anything specifically for shamans.
‘He’s such a fool that he’s working for the shaman.’
-It looks like your brother is in trouble. I’ll be back.
-Master, what do you think about killing people?
-We are Taoists, so why do we keep killing people?
Even Kwon Je does not know the answer.
This child never cried even though he chose a more difficult path than others.
-Master. The pear blossoms are beautiful today.
-Competent steelmaking is still difficult. My head knows how something soft can overcome something strong, but my body doesn’t seem to have figured it out.
-…Master. Do I look that scary?
Ah, this bitch always thought of himself as his master and followed him.
Other disciples would either die or run away because they could not endure it, but he stuck to the end and rolled through the mud on his own.
“You’re a foolish shaman’s child.”
Then, he began pouring his energy into Cheonwoo’s back with all his might.
“Don’t live for a shaman. It’s enough just to not harm shamans like me. Aren’t we black-haired beasts? So forget about grace.”
He continued saying things that a Buddhist priest should not say.
“And what I give is by no means grace. All I can do now is pay back the money you gave me in my later years. “We don’t owe each other anything.”
Cheonwoo said those words.
“…How can you say that? I… have always been….”
“Shut up. It will be refreshing soon. you forget me “All you have to do is leave my teachings behind, forget me, and move on.”
As I poured my energy into it, I started muttering softly.
“It is said that there is only Taegeuk between heaven and earth, but Taegeuk is different from the yin and yang we think of, meaning push and pull.”
It’s a mess.
King Gwon’s last enlightenment was to be passed on to Cheonwoo and Jin Cheonhee.
What seemed like an eternity continued.
Finally, after completing the training to the last point, Emperor Gwon let go.
He sat in meditation with a smile on his face.
The old man lived for himself until the end.
I saw Cheonwoo.
The young and violent Taegeuk is shedding tears with his only eye.
“Right. “My hundred years were spent meeting you.”
Now I realize how scary this thing called fate is.
Still, it’s fun.
Ten years passed by in an instant, and ten springs lead him.
Nevertheless, human greed is never satisfied.
‘I wish I had picked you up sooner.’
Still, it was fun.
Ten springs gifted by young rainwater.
Ten springs were enjoyable because of you.
So don’t cry too much.
Young disciple, young friend.
“…I see you were having fun.”
Gwonje takes his last breath.
While sitting like that, without any way to tilt, I lost my breath.
“Master niiiiim!”
Cheonwoo sobbed and hugged Gwonje.
It was the day the shaman giant left for heaven.
