Episode 679
“You bastard! Nenooooom!”
While saying that, he waved his arms randomly.
Even though he just swings his arms in anger without a sword, the opponent is an expert.
A member of the House of Representatives is hit by a wildly swinging hand gesture and is blown away.
“Oh my gosh, that won’t work.”
Jin Cheon-hee spoke to the patient who had just inserted a needle into his philtrum.
“Let’s borrow some blankets.”
He grabbed the blanket and threw it towards the congressman.
Rather!
The blanket filled with energy wrapped Congressman like a net and rolled gently on the floor.
As soon as it is confirmed that it has landed safely, Jin Cheon-hee’s new model slips.
and.
thud!
With a deep sound, like a drum being beaten, Wolseonsanin foamed at the mouth and lost consciousness.
After that, Jin Cheon-hee’s afterimage reappeared as if dispersing.
‘You couldn’t see the water outlet at all?’
All the warriors were shocked and speechless.
A speed so fast that no one here has ever seen it!
The opponent is Wolseonsanin, a member of the Jeomchang sect who is famous for his speedy sword.
Even though he is injured, he has no problems with movement, and I guess he is overworked as he is treating patients all the time.
It was that shocking to press it at the same speed.
‘Did King Gwon leave behind some enlightenment when he passed away?’
That’s because the divine law that Il-gwang showed was so strange that I couldn’t even guess.
In fact, Il-gwang scratched his right heel with his left foot and spoke calmly.
“Wow, this is a big deal~ The old man has a fiery personality.”
“Are you pointing out the pain point?”
“yes. I pointed it out painfully. Once you become more angry than this, Wolseonsanin will go beyond the initial stage of entering the coin. I’m worried because you’re so old. “This~”
he said, getting on Wolseonsanin’s bed and starting to insert needles.
“This is the problem with the martial arts people. “In some ways, the internal power is similar to a wall bomb, so if you pile up a lot of it, it becomes that much more dangerous.”
Thump, thump, thump –
Gold needles cover Wolseonsanin’s back.
Each needle contained the history of the temple.
The needles were inserted while stimulating the patient’s acupuncture points with a healing device, as if hitting a tongbaekwon, and the sound was as strange as beating a drum.
Jin Cheon-hee continued.
“This is a wall bomb that can break stones and rocks and has great power, but if it explodes in a warehouse, people will die.”
Thump, thump, thump, thud –
Jin Cheonhee grumbles and continues inserting the needle.
Even though he was killed while rioting without a sword, no one knows how strong the expert of the Jeomchang faction is.
Nevertheless, the sight of him lightly stunning such a being and now sticking a needle in it while grumbling was something that would give goosebumps to other warriors.
Jin Cheon-hee answered without inserting the needle.
“Oh, I’m sorry I took your blanket. I’ll bring you a new one. Treating an angry person is not easy.”
The warrior with needles stuck in his philtrum responded to those words.
“…It’s okay. (It’s okay)”
“Oh, thank you for knowing. “It ended peacefully.”
Peacefully(?).
The upper house members, lower house members, and even passing members of the House of Representatives all exchanged glances.
That’s how peace came.
* * *
“Was Master satisfied? brother?”
“You must have been very satisfied. And he must have been scratching his head, saying, “My child had a hard time at first because he wasn’t good enough.”
“…Master, you have a one-of-a-kind personality.”
“yes.”
“I heard you said that your personality has softened a lot as you got older…”
Wasn’t even that softened personality great enough to make you quit school?
Jin Cheon-hee chuckled.
“I think King Gwon is watching quite happily from heaven.”
A place where everyone from Eundo and Wondo gather to remember him.
It is not a place to mourn the deceased and meditate in a calm atmosphere.
Some people curse at the shaman power system, while others regret the breakup and curse together.
And amidst that, Cheonwoo had to fight and fight again.
To fulfill my duty as a well-rounded person!
‘It’s a festival. A festival to die for.’
There was even a strange altar being built in a corner, with a bedding party vomiting blood.
Next time, it was a memorial service to the gods of heaven and earth asking them not to send patients to the acupuncture center.
“Honestly, the bedding party is the original ancestral rite!”
“That’s right!”
“Probably, the next patient will be Busuldang!”
“I can’t roll any more–!”
It’s a bit serious.
All this scenery.
At first glance, this whole scene of people mixing together resembled Gwon Je-nim’s life itself.
Even though it was clearly a funeral, rather than reminiscing about the person who passed away, I was running towards the front.
A funeral that runs looking forward, not backward.
Jin Cheon-hee was a little stunned by this strange scene.
‘You’re having the best funeral. Lord Gwon.’
And the key to this funeral was rain.
A person who must fight and risk everything to protect his teacher’s memorial tablet.
That Cheonwoo said.
“I gained a small insight from this dance. brother.”
“What enlightenment?”
“I think I understand a little bit why Gwonje and my brother said that we should practice Taijiquan first.”
“okay?”
“Every morning, Emperor Kwon used to practice Tai Chi. And sometimes he just stood like that, stopping his movements.”
While saying that, Cheonwoo assumes the basic herbivore posture.
“hmm? “It’s an attitude of nothing.”
“Do you feel that way too?”
“….”
It is not an attitude to connect with other groups, nor is it to continue the attack and defense smoothly.
In a way, it is similar to the exercises that old men do while drinking mineral water in the mountains behind their neighborhood.
“It’s a difficult position to be in when you’re drunk for a long time.”
“yes. that’s right. But he did it all day. “And then you come out drenched in sweat.”
‘if?’
At those words, Jin Cheon-hee caught a clue.
“Cheonwoo. “You should do that every day, too.”
“Do you know anything?”
“I have also learned the martial arts of the shaman faction, so I have a bit of a feel for it. I think the real essence of taijiquan may lie in Won Yong…”
“Won Yong (round ball)?”
“okay. Won Yong (圓融). The beginning of the Taegeukhyegeom that Ha-seon Doin used before was Taegeuk Won-yung, right? However, Wonyong also means filling heaven and earth, but I think…”
That was then.
“Cheonwoo Sason (師孫). Jang Mun-in is calling.”
An old man from the boat came up from behind and spoke to me.
“Jin Cheon-hee, please come with us.”
Jin Cheon-hee was also there.
* * *
Even if one is a lay disciple, it does not mean that there is no lineage.
For example, those who practice with a thousand-character fold are assigned the same distribution as a thousand-character belly.
A lay disciple simply cannot learn the Jinsin season of the shaman sect. After all, he is a disciple of the Shaman faction.
Therefore, Jin Cheon-hee’s distribution was one level higher than Cheon-woo’s.
Baeklin’s line, Jegalin’s distribution is actually the same as Jangmunin’s.
This is because the distribution of Jin Cheon-hee, the previous disciple, must be proportional to that.
in other words. Let’s say it is on the same level as a ship.
That’s why Noh Do-in from earlier called Jin Cheon-hee Sajil.
In terms of blood relatives, would you say he is like a nephew?
A priest’s disciple was called a Sajil, which was similar.
When I went inside the Shaman faction with Cheon-woo, the elders of Jeong Ja-bae from Daejeon were waiting for me.
“Cheonwoo Sason. “You did a good job.”
Those were the first words Jang Moon-in said when he entered the room.
“For a long time, our shamans have tried to spread justice and morality as Taoists of Gangho.”
Jang Moon-in’s words echo in the quiet Daejeon.
“Sometimes injustice threatened us, and sometimes real danger tried to shake us.”
Jang Moon-in stood up from his seat.
“But we are here because we are shamans. It is said that the highest good is like water, and that water benefits all things, does not fight, and stays in places that everyone hates. Therefore, that is the Tao.”
Sangseon Yaksu (上善若水).
Water is good and all things are not in conflict.
A person suffering from misfortune or suffering from evil.
Gogieodo (故幾於道).
Jin Cheon-hee knew that Jang Mun-in’s words were words from Lao Tzu’s Tao Te Ching.
Merchant Marine mineral water!
However, how many people live a life like that of Sangseon Yaksu?
“Death penalty and priests. Disciples of the shaman. Which of us is closest to the Tao? “Who on earth turned a blind eye to that child who walked the path of Heukseondo that everyone avoids and avoids?”
Everyone had a sombre expression on Jang Mun-in’s words.
Black line too.
The task of punishing traitors to a clan. But it was not something glamorous or revered.
Rather, it is something to ignore and feel reluctant about.
Someone has to do the dirty work.
“Can you say with confidence that you were not jealous? “Can you say with confidence that you did not hate?”
He was selected by Emperor Gwon and became a Jeonin.
How many people see this and don’t feel jealous or hateful?
Jang Moon-in finally took this opportunity to confess his fortune.
This is a lesson that cannot be taught any more than now, as Emperor Gwon left behind a legacy.
“Who are you?”
“I am a shaman’s disciple!”
“I am a shaman’s disciple!”
The old people on the boat stood up one by one. And when everyone stood up.
“Yes. “We are shamans!”
Jang Mun-in shook his fist and lowered his head.
“Cheonwoo is the best shaman. “Thank you for giving it to the shaman.”
“I pay my respects to Shaman First Kwon!”
“I pay my respects to Shaman First Kwon!”
Everyone nodded in unison and bowed their heads.
Tears came to Cheonwoo’s only eye.
And Cheonwoo bowed his head in front of her without even wiping his tears.
“Soson. “Cheonwoo dedicates the undeserved praise of the Four Baekjos and the Sasukjos to the Master.”
* * *
‘Wow Mr. It’s cold!’
Jin Cheon-hee was watching Cheon-woo acknowledge him with a heavy heart.
‘Now that I think about it, there’s always a scene like this in a martial arts novel, right? Okay. Our Cheonwoo is truly a grand alliance of political factions. It’s a great cooperative.’
Jin Cheonhee was impressed inwardly. Isn’t this the scent of martial arts?
‘But the beauty of martial arts is that the process can only be completed if you show martial arts.’
If Cheon-woo couldn’t stand it and ran out during the process, how many people would reflect on it?
Ultimately, all judgments begin with martial arts and lead to the heart.
‘In modern times, there may be people who ridicule them and call them stupid village bastards.’
Old martial arts readers are different from modern readers.
The martial arts sentiment back then was different from the martial arts sentiment now.
Still, old readers were proud of this situation and Cheon-woo.
Maybe it’s because while working as a doctor in my past life and in my current life, I actually let go of my expectations of people.
It saves people, but you shouldn’t have expectations.
There is no disappointment because there are no expectations.
On the other hand, when something good happens, I feel very happy because it is unexpected.
‘Everyone ignored Cheonwoo, but they were secretly afraid.’
I may still be afraid, but I think there will be a little less ignoring and reluctance.
‘At this level, I don’t think I can teach Cheonwoo politics.’
I don’t know why, but it was the basic premise that everyone was afraid of Cheonwoo. I think intimacy is all that is needed somehow.
‘No matter what he looks like, if you get to know him, he’s as gentle and honest as a bear. If you get to know them, you’ll get to know them too.’
The other warriors seemed to have calmed down little by little and sat down one by one.
His face still seemed full of shame toward Cheonwoo.
That shame was a raw expression that somehow seemed not to be false.
‘Maybe it’s because they’re Taoists, but there’s something simple about them.’
It feels different again from Sega.
In the mountains, I cannot get married for the rest of my life, and although I occasionally eat meat, my main diet is vegetarian.
I would have rather gone down the mountain as a lay disciple, but there is almost nothing to be extravagant about on Mt. Wudang.
At most, it’s just tea or refreshments.
As a result, the Namgung family and the Gongsun family are quite different from the Hwangbo family.
So in the past, when Jeong Gwang committed suicide, he did not want wealth or power.
The shaman’s martial arts itself.
Even if you are a Taoist, you are still human and can naturally fall.
However, the direction of desire also felt different from Sega.
Cheonwoo also sits down.
Surprisingly, Cheonwoo’s expression contained complex emotions.
The more you move around, the more you know about the world. There are also things you learn by dealing with various enemies.
In some ways, I thought that the most dirty thing out of all of these might actually be heavenly rain.
Jin Cheon-hee notices and sits down next to Cheon-woo.
‘But why did I call you?’
A lay disciple is also a disciple, but is it really necessary to call him to something like this?
It’s great as a place to celebrate together, though.
Jang Moon-in said.
“Is Cheonwoo Dojang’s body okay?”
Ah, this is why you called me.
Since I met a toxic partner from the first dance, it was natural to worry that I might get hurt.
Jin Cheon-hee answered immediately.
“yes. As soon as it was over, I took a pulse and found that he was very strong and had no injuries.”
“This is the Hongbok of this faction.”
Jang Moon-in nodded for a long time, feeling relieved.
‘Jangmun is doing whatever he wants today. ‘Very~’
He said a word to those who ignored Cheonwoo and also grabbed the Wolseonsanin of the fortune-telling group.
‘When people release their grudges all at once, they become ten years younger.’
Is it because of my mood? The long face is very shiny.
It was then.
“Jangmun-in!”
Master Cheonjabae hurriedly came in and said this.
“Jeom Chang Sect is leaving!”
“Uh-huh! “These people are leaving without saying a word… LOL!”
Is it okay for you to be this happy?
Everyone exchanged glances, but there was nothing to say.
Aren’t they the ones who came to a person’s funeral with feet of clay?
Jang Mun-in said without hiding his joy.
“I can’t just let a guest leave, so I guess I have to see him off. “Oh my!”
Are crocodile tears like this?
Jang Mun-in stood up and patted Cheon-woo’s shoulder, which was bigger than two heads.
“Cheonwoo. Have fun today! Rest!”
“yes. “A long writer.”
“This is so… Why do these people leave without saying a word? Hehehehe! “You’ve come a long way, so I should at least give you a gift before you go. It’s a big deal~”
He said, turning his back and slowly leaving after the fortune teller.
Jin Cheon-hee felt something when she saw that.
‘Ah, you’re going to strike the final blow.’
After all, not everyone can do long-hand writing.
