Episode 7: Ceremony of Clothing (2)
-Can you feel it? That is the trick of the consciousness of good deeds. You can make anything stick by pulling it. Even if it is energy it is no exception.
“Gi (氣)?”
Is this the inner skill that the martial arts people were talking about?
Cheongryeong looked at Mo Kyung-un with an expression of bewilderment.
“Surely you didn’t know this?”
In response to her reaction Mok Gyeong-un shrugged her shoulders.
To begin with until not long ago I lived without even knowing what martial arts was.
‘This is it.’
But this was definitely the first time I found out about this.
But what makes me think this isn’t the first time I’ve felt this?
When she first got poisoned by poisonous weed her grandfather gently stroked her back and stomach.
‘….It was this warm even back then.’
It wasn’t just that my palms were warm but the inside of my body was warm like it is now.
Could it be that my grandfather also learned neigong?
A small doubt arose.
As I was doing so the warm energy or rather energy that was coming through my palm soon felt cold.
Unlike before there was something cold and foreign about it.
“I suddenly felt cold.”
-Is it getting cold?
Cheongryeong tilted her head at Mok Kyung-un’s words.
“Why is that?”
-Cold? Hmm. That couldn’t be possible.
“It’s cold. please…”
It was close to the unique evil or negative energy emitted by the dead.
It was Mok Gyeong-un who lived close to death killing countless people to find the enemy who killed her grandfather.
So I felt that this unique feeling was similar.
But eventually it stopped.
-bulge!
The veins on the back of Mu Qingyun’s hands bristled.
Cheongnyeong who saw this nodded her head as if she understood and said.
-I guess it’s because I’m running out of energy. Stop breathing and doing the ritual.
“Of course.”
Mok Kyung-un who remembered the sensation he had left behind stopped breathing and concentrated.
Then the thing that was being sucked into my palm stopped and the blood vessels that had bristled soon subsided.
“Whoa.”
Mok Gyeong-un who had calmed down like that was able to feel something else.
This meant that the energy entering the body was dissipating at a rapid rate.
“Is the warm energy dissipating?”
-The basic nature of energy is to disperse. Sentient beings can be said to be like the air you breathe.
“Hoo. Is that so?”
-Why do you think those who practice martial arts are obsessed with breathing techniques or Tonapbeop? This is to collect scattered energy in the air you breathe in.
“ah!”
Mok Gyeong-un showed an interesting expression at the basic knowledge of inner strength that he learned for the first time.
Martial arts did not seem to be achieved by simply moving the body like ordinary martial arts.
Mok Gyeong-un asked Cheongryeong if he had realized anything.
“Then is it possible to collect energy by pulling it by wearing clothes and gathering it like the Tonapbeop?”
– Arthur.
“yes?”
-Even if you absorb the other person’s energy through clothing you cannot make it your own.
“What does it mean that you can’t make it your own?”
-I don’t know when energy is oxidized like this but it has unique properties depending on each school’s Tonap method or Simbeop fortune system.
“What are the properties?”
-It means that it has unique properties. However if it develops such a unique characteristic the Danjeon will not be able to withstand it unless the person has adapted to it or has been trained.
“That means in the end…..”
-okay. You can’t make it your own by absorbing other people’s energy.
“iced coffee. It’s a bit disappointing. “I wondered if there was a way to quickly increase energy.”
-Do you think the path to becoming a master will be that easy? Well don’t be disappointed. The uses of clothing are endless.
Mok Gyeong-un looked puzzled and asked back.
“Isn’t it meaningless to suck up energy if it eventually dissipates?”
-Even if the absorbed energy is scattered it can be utilized temporarily because it flows through the clothing. For example try concentrating the scattered energy into your fist.
“How do you do that?”
-With luck…ah.
Cheongryeong took a sip of the gombangdae as if he was dumbfounded.
It seems that Mok Gyeong-un was frustrated because he really didn’t know anything about martial arts.
she said exhaling her thick smoke.
-Whoa. She sat down after telling me this.
“…..”
Mok Gyeong-un scratched her head in silence.
-Tsk tsk let’s rule out difficult things like fortune telling and all. What is important is the image.
“image?
-okay. If you remember how it moved when you consciously accepted the energy earlier focus on moving that sensation to the desired area.
Mental image.
Cheongryeong spoke casually but this was a method used by masters who had reached a certain level when they sought a higher level of advancement.
Contemplating the mind is imagery.
Strictly speaking this was not a concept that a beginner who had not learned any martial arts could do.
However there was something different about Mok Gyeong-un from ordinary people.
‘Extreme concentration.’
Cheongryeong decided that Mokgyeongun had it.
I don’t know if martial arts skills are outstanding or not because I haven’t even started martial arts but his unique concentration was unbelievable.
That’s why I recommended you to try visualizing it.
‘Will it really work?’
I don’t even know the concepts of blood flow and fortune.
However this was the first time that Jinki was asked to move to a desired location using only imagery.
If you’re not careful you could end up with a coin attack but it was worth a try because the energy wasn’t fixed to the danjeon anyway and the energy was dissipating in the first place.
‘hmm.’
Mo Kyung-un closed his eyes and concentrated on the dissipating energy.
I tried to recall the feeling I had when I first felt the energy coming into my body and how it passed through my body.
Mok Kyung-un then saw blood vessels along his palm and wrist.
‘Naegwan…..Onew…..Geumun…..Gong Choi…..Susam-ri…..Sohye…..Hyeopbaek…’
Surprisingly Mok Gyeong-un knew the acupoints and veins.
This along with herbalism was something he learned from his grandfather so much so that he could remember it even with his eyes closed.
Therefore Mok Gyeong-un was able to recall the path through which the true energy that he had consciously accepted flowed into him and caused it to become prevalent.
‘Then on the contrary…’
Warm energy moved along Gihae Eumgyo Hwangyu Geogwol Gumi Seongi Yeomcheon.
The little energy that was left followed the knight and the sword and headed backwards to the wrist.
The energy that reached the inner tube of his wrist was concentrated in his fist.
-closely!
Mok Kyung-yun clenched his fists.
It seems like some kind of force was put into it.
‘With this kind of power…’
Mo Kyung-un approached the common wall.
And then he slammed his fist filled with warm energy towards the wall.
-thud! Damn it!
At that moment the area around the cavity wall where Mok Kyung-un’s fist was inserted was dug into the area by about two finger joints and cracks appeared and cracked around it.
‘Hoo.’
Is this the power of inner strength?
-!?
Seeing Mo Gyeong-un like this a strange look appeared in Cheongryeong’s eyes.
He really didn’t know how to do this in one go.
If you don’t know the path of fortune it’s almost impossible to move your inner energy in the first place.
But he really did it.
‘…What the hell is this guy?’
Cheongnyeong was genuinely curious.
He had seen many martial artists in his lifetime but he had never encountered martial arts until he was sixteen or seventeen and yet he had never seen anyone with such great sense.
-under…..
What if this guy had learned martial arts since he was young?
It was to the point where I had this question.
At that time Mok Gyeong-un turned his head towards Cheongryeong and said.
“I think I understand why people do martial arts. “If you learn this you will be able to kill people much more easily.”
Cheongnyeong’s lips twitched for a moment as Mok Gyeong-un spoke casually.
This guy knew exactly what the essence of martial arts was.
Achieving the Tao with nothing and all that is just bullshit.
The essence of nothing was how efficiently one could kill an opponent.
Cheongnyeong stood with the bear in her mouth and crossed her arms and said.
-The first ritual the Chak-ui ritual is just the basics of the Pasapal ritual. Even if you learn just one dish properly the possibilities are endless.
“That’s great. “I want to learn this infinite thing properly but can you tell me about it like you are now?”
Hearing Mo Kyung-un’s words Cheongryeong’s expression hardened for a moment.
In the first place she had no intention of teaching it.
However he was so excited by Mok Gyeong-un’s incredible concentration and natural talent that he started talking a lot without realizing it.
-Ha I almost fell for that sentient being. How dare he try to deceive me.
“yes?”
-Do you think this position will do a good job for you? Arthur.
“…..We have to continue to work together so wouldn’t it be better to cooperate?”
-That won’t happen.
And then she turned her head away.
Mok Gyeong-un shook his head at her sudden change in attitude.
“Cheongryeong?”
-……
Don’t even pretend to hear.
She couldn’t help it.
Since she was not the type to appease anyone Mok Gyeong-un did not call Cheongryeong any more.
She was more interested in this pasa palsik than that.
If we go by what Cheongryeong said there are seven more expressions similar to this one. How is this possible with only 30 letters?
I don’t know who created it but it was definitely something amazing.
However no matter how talented Mok Gyeong-un was she did not know much about martial arts so it was difficult for her to create different phrases with just 30 letters.
‘It’s a shame.’
For now it seemed like I would have to be satisfied with dressing up.
Since I wasn’t familiar with this yet I thought I could use it in many ways if I studied it well.
Mok Gyeong-un who had organized his thoughts like that tried to move on with his steps to dispose of the body of the dead Jo Il-sil.
however
‘!?’
Mok Kyung-yun frowned and looked down at her belly button.
‘what?’
I didn’t realize that there was a warm energy or rather the inner energy I had absorbed from Jo Il-sang but that cold energy remained.
‘Why is this?’
Clearly the inner energy had dissipated and now not even a trace of it remains.
But this cold aura remained.
Although the amount was significantly smaller than the internal energy that had been absorbed it was still there below the navel.
‘weird.’
Even Cheongryeong was unaware of this cold energy.
Still she thought about asking this just in case but then stopped.
Anyway I didn’t think he would respond even if I talked to him now.
‘Because it’s not a bad idea to find out for yourself.’
This kind of trouble was interesting.
Mok Kyung-yun raised the corner of his mouth.
* * *
An empty room with only one light on.
-Charang!
A one-eyed female samurai placed a pouch full of silver coins on the table.
She was Hoang the bodyguard of Lady Seok the great wife of Yeonmok Geomjang.
“This is a consolation gift from my godfather Madam.”
“…”
“He said he would pay me four hundred silver coins if I could handle the work as I just said.”
After saying that she looked at the lamp on the table.
There was still no response from the lantern.
She may have been like that because her colleague Myoshin died.
As she waited she opened her mouth.
“If this is not enough…”
-Poof!
That was before the words were even finished.
The lamp suddenly went out.
Hoang seeing this swallowed his saliva got up and went out.
When the light went out it was a signal that the request was accepted.
So there was no reason to stay any longer.
-Ta-ta-tak!
She walked out quickly and looked at the shabby building that looked like it was about to collapse.
This was Gwiyeonggak (鬼靈閣) in Mongseong the base of the Bangsa group.
It was something she felt every time she came but whenever she came here she felt creepy and uncomfortable.
She quickly mounted her horse.
Not long after she left her voice was heard from within her shadow.
“It must be murder.”
The first was the voice of an old man.
Next a middle-aged man’s voice was heard.
“I’m sure. footnote.”
“Anyway what do you think?”
A woman’s voice was heard asking that question.
“If the flesh is clear the priest Myoshin must have been eroded by a monster. “But I am concerned about the third Confucius.”
“The same goes for this footnote. Killing is an act that inherently causes a curse or a vengeful spirit. However it is said that her maid came to mind at the call of her third prince. that…..”
“Aren’t you saying you are controlling the vengeful spirit?”
“Hmm. “It’s not normal.”
The reason they were so serious was this.
“If it reminds me of her maid and feeds on her flesh it must be at least a yellow spirit level vengeful spirit. Is it possible to control that much of a vengeful spirit as a food spirit?”
Vengeful spirits cannot be treated as food spirits.
That was the preachers’ correct opinion.
Imaemangryang (魑魅魍魎) or good spirits of animals with clear spirit could be treated as food spirits but corrupted vengeful spirits were objects that had to be exterminated or enshrined.
“A vengeful spirit is something that cannot be controlled in the first place. “Perhaps the third Confucius was robbed of Baek by a vengeful spirit.”
-bang!
“If it’s something like that I can’t leave it alone. Footnotes Please leave it to me.”
“Are you going to go this morning?”
“yes. “I will deal with the third Confucius while appeasing the vengeful spirit of Priest Myoshin.”
With those words each state issued an order that it had been decided.
“I allow it. If you treat Guyeo as a food spirit you will be able to easily command him. “Go.”
“We obey the orders of each state.”
With the answer a beautiful woman with one white eye appeared from the darkness.
When the woman appeared she naturally took the bag containing the silver coins on her table.
* * *
-thud!
The sleepy-eyed Go Chan escort brought a small brazier in front of Mo Gyeong-un’s bed.
He was exhausted having stayed up most of the night watching.
Since the sun is coming up soon I asked if I could close my eyes for a little while and he was a little annoyed that I was ordered to do this.
Gochan asked curiously.
“Why did you ask me to bring this?”
“I have something to burn.”
“You’re going to burn it? “If there is such a thing just ask me to do it…”
“I want to see if it’s clear.”
“What on earth are you trying to burn…!?”
For a moment Gochan’s eyes widened.
What Mok Kyung-un brought out was none other than
[Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol (然木成劍訣)]
It was.
‘It was real.’
It was true that he found out the location of the secret book from Jangju through Goi.
In Mok Gyeong-un’s hand there is a secret book of Yeon Mokseong Sword a military official exclusively for Jangju.
Gochan who was swallowing dry saliva frowned.
“no. Confucius. “You sure you don’t want to burn it do you?”
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and responded to Go-chan’s anxious cries.
“I’m going to burn it.”
Gochan was startled by this and tried to stop him.
“You’re burning Tae? Confucius the thing in your hand is a secret book that only Zhuang Ju can learn. How could that…”
“You’ll burn it because you need it right?”
-All right!
With those words Mok Gyeong-un left the cover and second page of Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol and put the secret letter into the brazier.
It happened without any time to stop it.
-Roaring!
Gao Chan looked at Mo Kyung-un as if he were dumbfounded.
Does this crazy guy really not know the importance of this secret document?
Mok Gyeong-un spoke casually to the bewildered man.
“Why are you looking at me like that? “I don’t really like the look in your eyes.”
“….Confucius. Even if Confucius is at an age where it is difficult to learn martial arts if he has it he will be able to use it in some way.”
“So we have to burn it even more.”
“What can I do if I burn it down…?”
“It’s here.”
Mok Kyung-un grinned and tapped his head with his finger.
‘!?’
Gochan looked surprised at that sight.
Are you saying that they are burning the secret book because they have memorized it in its entirety?
No then you should have told me sooner.
He was surprised because he thought he would just throw away that precious emergency document.
As I was about to say this Mok Gyeong-un took out the secret book of the Lotus Tree Transformation Mind Act tore off the rest except for the cover and the first two pages as he had done before and put it into the brazier.
-Roaring!
Gochan asked with an expression that he did not understand at all.
“What on earth are you doing?”
In response to this question Mok Gyeong-un handed him the secret book of Yeonmok Seonggeomgyeol and Yeonmok Hwasimbeop with only the unburned cover and two pages remaining.
“How do I do this?”
“Please take those emergency documents to the first lady and the second prince one by one. Ah when the sun rises.”
“yes?”
“You just have to bring it to me. “Without saying anything.”
Gochan frowned.
What on earth is this guy trying to do?
I couldn’t fathom my thoughts.
But what can you do? Since my life is being mortgaged I have no choice but to do as I am told.
“….All right. “Then before you go can I get some sleep for a little while until morning?”
“Sure.”
“thank you.”
“Oh I forgot. “I just killed the guard warrior sent by the second Confucius.”
“……..”
Gochan suddenly woke up.
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