<Episode 84: Reign (3)>
-The donor surprises Binseung in many ways.
-Can such a small trick surprise you? But why are you sending me a message?
-It is to convey the wishes of the poor monk.
-What does Mr. North mean?
– In Binseung’s personal opinion he wants to keep his promises no matter what the donors do outside. However a military official from the imperial palace has come here and since Shi Ju has taken him hostage if he lets him go Shaolin could be in danger.
-Is it because of the location?
-How can a Buddhist disciple who has become a monk think about his position? The officials in the imperial palace will most likely use this as an excuse to put pressure on the headquarters. If Buddhist disciples who have left the world continue to be pressured by the world how can they focus on cultivating Buddhism?
Hearing this voiceless line Mok Kyung-un looked at him in surprise.
Unlike the master Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju he did not have the slightest selflessness and he certainly seemed to have a deep Buddhist devotion.
– So what do you want to do then? Do you want us to sacrifice ourselves for the monks?
-How could a poor person force something like that?
-sure?
-I just want to give you a chance because I believe in your inaction.
-opportunity?
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s rebuttal Ambassador Museong opened his mouth in a non-vocabulary manner.
“In Shaolin when there was conflict with the secular world it was overcome with simple but long-standing traditions.”
“An old tradition?”
“exactly. No matter how different the positions may be it is difficult to completely ignore the promise made. Since Shaolin is also a Buddhist disciple and a martial artist who refines martial arts I intend to compete based on the martial law.”
“…”
“Arhat monks listen. “Unfold the Hundred Eight Arhats right away!”
“bout!!!!”
The name was almost gone.
-Rurrrrrr!
The 108 monks around him including the monks who had originally been performing the Eighteen Arra Hanjin spread out the formation around Mok Gyeong-un with great enthusiasm.
As 108 Arhat monks formed a battle line and took a horse-riding pose their majesty was as if they were seeing an army of thousands of soldiers and ten thousand horses.
What’s even more amazing is that even though they only had a true presence their energy doubled and filled the entire hall.
‘…That’s amazing.’
This was seen very clearly in the eyes of Mo Qingyun who had opened his ghost eyes.
Each and every ordinary energy came together into a single entity called Jinsik (陣式) and became so strong.
So I couldn’t help but admire it.
However the apostate monk Jae-jeong shouted in an angry voice.
“line! Even so isn’t this too much to do? What on earth does it mean to adhere to martial law? “Isn’t the Hundred and Eight Arhats the best force in Shaolin?”
The reason why Jaejeongjeong had no choice but to make such a fuss was simple.
The Hundred Eight Nahan Jin was Shaolin’s most powerful fighting method for suppressing multiple enemies or a peerless expert reaching the level of a great general.
This symbolizes Shaolin and among those who officially dealt with it it could be said that there was no one who defeated the Hundred Eight Arhats.
“Amitabha Buddha. That’s right. “The Hundred Eight Arhats can truly be said to be Shaolin’s greatest power.”
“Ambassador: This is…..”
“fizzle!”
At that time Mok Gyeong-un put his finger to Jae-jeong’s mouth and pretended to tell him to be quiet.
Jin Zheng frowned and closed his mouth halfway through.
Owner has that guy gone crazy?
Are you not afraid of being surrounded by a hundred and eight arhats?
I was puzzled but then Mok Gyeong-un looked at Ambassador Museong who was far away and said
“If we follow the martial law are we going to compete?”
“I see. “But I’m not saying you should break it.”
“What if you don’t mean to break it?”
“The reason we are presenting the Baekpal Nahanjin which can be said to be the greatest power of Shaolin to the Lord is to express our reverence for the Lord’s excellent martial arts.”
Is it awe? Or is it for a sure win?
Mo Kyung-un snorted and said.
“Well let’s say that’s true. So what do you want to do? What if I don’t break it?”
“In the past after an unfortunate incident Shaolin further improved the formation of the Hundred Eight Arhat Jinn forming a much more perfect Jinn than before.”
“…”
“If we can withstand a single sword against these hundred and eight arhats Shaolin will consider this to be fate and will comply and send the donors away safely. Of course if donating alone is not enough you can join forces with his companions.”
“Each one…”
“However if you are unable to withstand a single aspect the monk will be handed over to the imperial palace as a high treason even if the donors complain. If the military officer of the imperial palace does this can you believe that Shaolin does not protect them?”
“Whew…Whew…..”
In response to Ambassador Museong’s suggestion Ganghak the city councilor who had been held hostage by Mok Gyeong-un reluctantly nodded in agreement.
But the inside was completely different.
‘Isn’t Shaolin’s Baekpal Na Hanjin the best force in Shaolin boasting an undefeated record?’
This was a fact known to all martial arts warriors.
As far as he knew it was Shaolin’s Hundred Eight Arhats that even the Six Thousand and Eight Stars which are said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world could not rashly challenge.
This was literally one of the legends of Shaolin.
‘No matter how strong this damn thing is it is no match for Shaolin’s Hundred Eight Arhats.’
He was sure of this.
Ambassador Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju also had no different thoughts from the commander-in-chief.
Even though that arrogant vassal was superior to him in power the power of the Hundred Eight Arhats was of a different order.
Although he experienced a humiliating situation unofficially a long time ago Jin’s level of perfection could not be compared to that time.
‘I pretended to be merciful but the ambassador actually gave me a task that I couldn’t escape. ‘Hehehe.’
Master Daedeok looked at Master Museong in Yeokgeungyeongjeonju with a satisfied expression.
On the other hand Mo Gyeong-un’s subordinates did not look good.
He said he could join forces and set a time limit but would he be able to hold out against the hundred-eight Luo Hanjin?
No matter how much Mokgyeongun’s inaction became stronger he still didn’t have the confidence to do so.
Then it happened.
“If I’m going to do as you suggest I’ll have to return the hostage. Please take it.”
-Park!
Mok Gyeong-un lifted up the Ganghak of the Demonstration Department which was clutching the back of his neck and threw it towards Daedeok the Great Master of Gyeyulwonju as if throwing an object.
‘no?’
Ambassador Daedeok clicked his tongue at his sudden behavior.
Looking at the way he flew it seemed like he threw it with a lot of energy on purpose.
However since he could not show the appearance of being pushed away like before he hurriedly spread a soft bow and accepted the flying command of the city council.
The moment you accept it like that
-Paang!
‘Big.’
Ambassador Daedeok’s expression was momentarily distorted in pain.
It was a tactic of war-fighting.
He tried to let go of the power of the city council’s lecture but instead the power penetrated through him and almost pushed him away again.
– I’m crying!
However blood was starting to come out of his throat as if he had suffered internal injuries due to the force he had endured.
At this Ambassador Daedeok glared at Mok Gyeong-un with angry eyes.
‘this guy!’
Anyway he shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t care about Mok Kyung-un at all then turned his head and opened his mouth to Ambassador Museong.
“But is it okay if I also make a suggestion to Nosim or Shaolin?”
“proposal?”
“No matter how much I think about it I think this is too much for Shaolin’s convenience. Even if we are at a disadvantage.”
“…Does that mean you will reject Bin Seung’s offer?”
“no. “That’s not it.”
“Then what on earth are you proposing?”
“It’s nothing special. We want to make up for the fact that we all almost fell to our deaths because of Shaolin’s mistake. “Honestly I feel like an apology isn’t enough when a person’s life is at stake.”
“compensation? “What about compensation?”
“I heard that there is a very precious elixir in Shaolin. Did you say it was Daehwandan (大還丹)?”
‘!!!!!!!’
At those words the monks of Shaolin were agitated.
Of course Mok Kyung-un paid no attention to this and continued his words.
“If the ambassador’s proposal passes how about giving it to me and my companions one by one to compensate for the damage?”
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s words Master Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju who was not Master Museong intervened with a scary frown.
“The young lord seems to be out of his mind at a time when even giving him a chance should be a good thing.”
The elixir that Mu Qingyun had just mentioned was created with Shaolin’s vision.
The manufacturing method is so difficult that it takes a long time to make just one but the reason it is famous is because when taking Daehwandan ordinary people will live long and disease-free and when martial people take it they will gain a full 1 pack of internal energy.
Therefore even in martial arts Daehwandan the elixir of Shaolin was called the best elixir.
“Is there anything sane? “If they hadn’t dropped us from Shaolin this situation wouldn’t have happened at all. Shouldn’t we give in to even more demands?”
“under! Indeed the lord refused the invitation and punished him…..”
“stop!”
Ambassador Museong urged Ambassador Daedeok.
Then when he closed his mouth he placed his palms together and said to Mok Gyeong-un.
“Amitabha Buddha. dole. “I apologize to the Lord but the number of Daehwandans is not that large and it can only be released if it is passed at a meeting hosted by Master Bangjang.”
“Are you using the procedure as an excuse to refuse?”
“It could be so. However I think there is some truth to the compensation the donor is talking about. So even if it’s not a grand welcome party I think I can give you a summons group under the authority of the poor monk.”
“Great ambassador!”
At those words not only Master Daedeok but even Master Jang Gyeong-gakju who was friendly to them looked at Master Museong in shock.
That was because the summoning group was also an elixir that Shaolin was proud of.
In the case of Daehwandan the manufacturing method was very complicated and took time to make so Shaolin created an elixir to replace it.
That was the Summoning Dan (小還丹).
This summoning order was also a rare elixir that could give you ten years of endurance if you took one pill.
“Ambassador: This is…..”
-Sigh!
When Ambassador Gongjeon tried to talk about the need to be cautious Ambassador Wu shook his head with a stern expression.
There was no change in his thoughts.
He had already made peace with the imperial palace and reversed his agreement to prevent external pressure.
At that point I had a strong desire to compensate them with something but when Mok Gyeong-un made such a bold request I thought it was a good thing.
“Of course I hope you keep in mind that this proposal is based on the belief that the city owners will be able to hold out for a hundred and eight years.”
“great. “I think it’s fairly balanced.”
“I will not accept summons.”
At that time someone intervened and shouted loudly.
He was an apostate monk.
In response Ambassador Gongjeon spoke in a soft voice as if it was okay.
“Amitabha Buddha. It’s a blessing. “If it’s because you’re worried about being a burden to Shaolin then you don’t have to worry about it…”
“no. line. “I would like to receive something else instead.”
“other?”
“If we can hold out the Hundred and Eight Arhats for just a moment I ask you to pay for that by hitting just one of the Lords of Precepts instead of the summons with all your might.”
‘!?’
Master Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju was dumbfounded by his words.
What on earth was that excommunicated guy going to ask? He had the audacity to let me beat him?
It’s so absurd that I want to say something.
“How dare you…”
“Hehehehehe. line. “Even if you were excommunicated you still have an old relationship so wouldn’t you still be able to grant Deokmun’s request?”
Ambassador Jang Gyeong-gak-ju hit the bow first.
At this Ambassador Museong of Jeonju near the station nodded with a faint smile.
How difficult would it be to give them just one hit instead of a summons?
Moreover since Master Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju had a great influence on the child becoming an apostate monk such anger was fully understandable.
“Now then before we start please bring a piece of incense.”
“yes!”
At Master Wuseong’s command some of the monks who did not form the Hundred Eight Arhats put their hands together and tried to take it.
At that time Mok Kyung-un waved his hand and spoke in a meaningful voice.
“Shaolin will have to erect a monument for another misjudgment.”
“What now…..”
It was that moment.
Mok Kyung-un suddenly hit the ground.
-Quaaaaaang! Blah blah blah!
At that moment with a tremendous roar the floor of Luohan Pavilion Square split around Mokgyeongun and the vibrations spread in all directions.
The moment the vibration that shook the floor reached the soles of the feet of the Arhat monks who were surrounding them while unfolding the hundred and eight Arhat postures.
-Purrrrr!
They all convulsed their whole bodies as if they were shocked and then
-dump! dump! dump!
Everyone fell to the floor at the same time.
‘!!!!!!!!!!!’
