Episode 249 Who should be the best in the world?
Hao Wen Dao cannot understand everything I say. In some parts, the white-robed student may understand me better. Also, when it comes to my thoughts about Hao Wen, the open ark would understand me better.
So just because someone belongs to Haomun doesn’t mean they understand me very well.
In the same sense, I couldn’t quite accept what Gwangseung from my previous life said at the time. Maybe Gwangseung was trying to beat me to death about 10 times a day like other strongmen, but he just held back.
It seems that Gwangseung was also worried and suffering as he dragged me around and went back and forth between the identities of an ordinary monk and an apostate monk burning with revenge.
So, he would have become a monk, not a monk or an apostate monk.
We looked for a long time at the fierce flames created by the corpses burning themselves. Next to me, my sister-in-law, a priest of Gwangseung, was reciting the Buddha’s name and praying for the return to paradise for the dead, and we all listened together because our ears were still intact.
I know that when reciting the Buddha’s name, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva or Amitabha Buddha are often mentioned, but the fellow practitioner was muttering names that were difficult to hear with a strange pronunciation.
I asked my fellow practitioner when he finished chanting.
“…Who on earth is Ajarananta?”
My sister-in-law, Sasuk, looked at me.
“I am the Immovable King.”
“Oh yeah?”
I couldn’t help but think of Gwangseung when I heard the word ‘Flooding Myeongwang’.
Coincidentally, the flames surrounding the corpse were also similar to the martial arts of the Gwangseung.
Gwangseung mainly used martial arts that looked similar to Geumgu Soyogong’s Yeomgye, and he called it Maengyeom (猛炎) in his own words. When you rarely see Buddha statues or paintings of Buddha in old temples, Buddha is usually engulfed in flames.
It’s probably blindingly hot.
Maybe that’s why sometimes, whenever I think of Gwangseung, I think of King Fudong.
Originally, Fudong Myeongwang was a Myeongwang who was far from compassionate.
I don’t know in detail what kind of character Fudo Myo-wang is in Buddhism, but judging by the description alone, he is the embodiment of anger. This is because they were all in the shape of being beaten to death with swords and whips. There is no way to know whether the people mentioned in religion are real people or not, but in any case, it is certain that King Fudo was also a powerful expert who suffered from vase. Hwabyeong is so scary that even the famous king of Buddhism cannot avoid it.
I asked fellow initiate Sasuk.
“What kind of being is the Immortal King? He seems like a person far from the bald mentality. “I’m not sure, but isn’t he the one who killed all the evil spirits?”
Dongsu Sasuk answered.
“He is the king who protects the ascetic.”
“Ah, the king who protects monks like you?”
“It is similar, but the meaning of what the monk says is much broader.”
In that case, after the death of fellow monk Sasuk, Gwangseung went to the throne of Budong Myeongwang. What I have often wondered is why Gwangseung suddenly stopped his journey and returned to the west.
Did you feel like it was useless?
Or did he encounter a being that even Gwangseung could not do anything about?
Or did he think that he could not become an immortal king?
They may have grown tired of the repeated massacres. Probably, with Gwangseung’s skills, he would have completed his revenge in the beginning.
I couldn’t ask about things like this.
Because this life is different.
Geomma, who was quietly listening to the chanting of the Buddha, asked Dongsu.
“Why did you recite Fudomyeo when you pray for the souls of the dead?”
Dong-su answered in a calm tone.
“In the days when there were no records, in other words, according to stories passed down only by word of mouth, humans often had to compete with wild beasts to survive. To avoid being eaten, they had to sharpen trees to make spears and train their bodies. As you practice, your level becomes deeper, and if you want to pass it on to younger people, you need to add words to explain it. That’s how martial arts arose. But not everyone can cling to uneducatedness. Someone has to farm, trade, and prepare food. However, those who practiced martial arts also had to continue to coexist. Whether dealing with wild beasts or protecting oneself from massacres from foreign countries, military education was necessary. It developed gradually because it was necessary. We see them as descendants of Fudo Myo. Those who have learned martial arts protect those who have not learned martial arts… This is the basics. However, the powerhouse in the midfield continues to develop and compete for power. I heard that Muhak itself is deep and diverse. “I believe that these people are also descendants of Fudo Myo.”
Dong-su said while looking at the burning flame.
“…Of course, it seems that there are many people who take the wrong path.”
The demon asked Dongsu.
“Did you come that far to see such a powerhouse? What are you going to do if you’re going to die while watching it? From the looks of it, you have a personality that goes beyond the meddling of ordinary people, but you are the type that powerful people hate the most. “There are many people here who will kill you simply for interfering.”
Dong-su answered.
“I heard there are many people who don’t. “My brother-in-law also tried to stop me, saying it was pointless.”
The word death penalty made me feel sick to my stomach.
The Sword Demon asked an unexpected question.
“What do you think is the reason why so many great masters of Buddhism often appear? “Because they are the descendants of the Fudo Myo King you mentioned?”
Dong-su shook his head.
“no. As far as I know, it’s very simple.”
The devil intervened.
“What?”
“I only became aware of it by someone else or by chance after practicing all my life. In fact, such Buddhist masters do not even know how strong they are compared to the powerful masters. “Sometimes, people who had a strong desire to win would go to the central region and compete for dominance.”
The Sword Demon answered.
“I guess you’re not that type.”
“I don’t have that kind of desire to win. “I have more curiosity than a desire to win.”
It happened to be a question-and-answer session between fellow initiates and the Four Major Villains. Suddenly, I wondered why these villains were able to talk comfortably with fellow student Sa-suk.
When I think about it, I don’t think there is any great reason.
He was just a man who could communicate well.
I had a story to tell in my own way, so I tried to appease my fellow initiate.
“Dongsu.”
“yes.”
“You have the perfect personality to die in a powerhouse. The problem is that his face is smooth despite being bald. If you are caught by the serious lunatics of Sima Oedo, you will be forced to eat meat and grow your hair, if you are forced to have a woman, or even worse, you will die. The reason is simple. Your skills should be good enough to beat your opponent without killing him, but you’re not at that level. In fact, it is close to impossible to become that strong in this powerhouse. You will literally have to become a floating Myo King. “After you train more, you can interfere with Kangho’s affairs.”
Dong-su answered.
“So you’re saying that in order for me to survive with my poor skills, I have to kill my opponent?”
“That’s it in summary. Especially the ones who died today….”
I nodded, then took out the Mureungja appearance card from my arms and threw it at my companion. My sister-in-law looked at her face blankly. Below the picture, various evil deeds of Murungja were listed.
Dong-su said.
“…You didn’t meet me by chance on Juksan Mountain, but you dragged me out on purpose.”
“Look behind it. “It’s not just one or two.”
I said this while my fellow colleague was turning the page and reading the back.
“Should we call it a hometown like Mureungja? It is easier to catch Sima Oedo, which has a certain haunting location. Of course, Dongho First Sword is an exception. Dongho is too wide. If you look there, the areas where soloists, deviants, and other experts appear are not constant. “It’s hard to catch.”
Dong-su asked.
“Are they the most problematic people in Gangho?”
“That’s right. “It’s especially difficult for the Murim lord, the greatest sword of the East Tiger, to do anything about it.”
Dong-su asked innocently.
“Ah, are you stronger than the Lord?”
I shook my head.
“That’s not what I meant. The general name refers to the Dongho area, and it has great influence. The other nickname is Apostle’s First Sword. I have a lot of subordinates. A feat is a feat, but if you get involved with the Murim Alliance, things get bigger. If the Murim Alliance and the Dongho Apostle Alliance join forces to kill one of the Best Swordsmen of the East Lake, more than 1,000 people will probably die. However, even if the leader asks to meet one-on-one and solve the problem, it will not work. Why? Why would you take such a risk when you can reign like the king of the East Lake if you just stay still? “The leader is also strong.”
Dong-su nodded.
“okay. “But is there any other reason for making and distributing something like this?”
“There are a lot. If an external force tries to collude with Dongho Jeil Sword, they may destroy it first. It’s also a kind of ultimatum. It would be a warning that if the limit is reached, war will be waged at great loss. There are a lot of crazy people in Gangho, so there will often be masters who try to assassinate you. If that happens, there will be a bounty…”
Hearing the word “bounty,” Dongsu looked at his face again and checked the amount.
“That’s a lot of money.”
“why? Do you think we killed Murungja for money?”
“no.”
“Be honest.”
My sister-in-law looked at me, the sword demon, the demon demon, and answered again.
“To be honest, I don’t think so.”
I kept my cynicism in my head.
“That’s strange. I killed for money. “The four of us are going to share some drinks.”
My sister-in-law suddenly burst out laughing and covered her mouth with her hand.
I looked at my sister-in-law blankly.
“…This person explodes from strange places. Don’t laugh carelessly. “There are more than 1,000 people in Gangho who beat me for laughing.”
“Is that so?”
“There are over 500 people who are arguing about me being bald.”
“No way.”
Seeing that my companion was in disbelief, I asked Geomma for his consent.
“Eldest brother, am I right? “There are more than five hundred people.”
The Sword Demon answered with a serious expression.
“There must be over a thousand people arguing that he is a monk. “I’m not bald.”
“That’s what I said. The Gangho is like this, so a bald guy would go around the Gangho alone and train…and that’s without committing murder. “This is only possible if you are close to being the best in the world.”
While my companion was lost in thought, Geomma asked me.
“Are you going to continue traveling west?”
I shook my head.
“It doesn’t matter whether it’s west or east. “Now that we’ve killed Murungja, let’s stop by my hometown.”
The devil asked me.
“why?”
“I have a secret letter that I need to give to my eldest brother.”
When told that it was an emergency document, the sword demon, demon demon, and color demon immediately nodded. Our essence is strong people. When it came to becoming stronger, there was absolutely no reason to worry about north, south, east or west.
Dong-su said with a blank expression.
“Lord Mun, what should we do to make the world even a little better?”
I answered with a hearty smile.
“We can each do what we are good at. In that sense, the best person in the world should be someone like me.”
The color demon, demon demon, and sword demon looked at me and my sister-in-law also looked at me with a surprised expression.
“Is there a reason why it has to be Master Moon?”
I nodded.
“Once you become the best in the world, someone like Mu Lung-ja will lie to you and ask for forgiveness, saying he will reform and reform the world, then go to a faraway place and repeat the same thing. I’m so frustrated that I’m dying. If someone like the leader of the Demonic Cult becomes the best in the world, everyone in the world will become a Cultist. Bulgao is no exception. “If you hold on, you will be beaten to death.”
My sister-in-law asked me.
“What if the Lord becomes the best in the world?”
“It’s not bad. However, the power of the Murim Alliance will become so strong that those below will be installed like foxes. I don’t know about you, but there is a force that I call the bastards. They shouldn’t be the best in the world either. It will become a class society by dividing people into those who are scholars and those who are not scholars. Like the farmers, artisans, and merchants of the Warring States Period. I am also opposed to the open ark becoming the best in the world. Anyway, it’s because he represents beggars. Beggars may be nice, but there are not only beggars in the world. Another problem is that the number of beggars is increasing too forcefully. That’s why it’s me.”
Dongsu tilted his head.
“Doesn’t Lord Wen also represent Hao Wen?”
“Hao Mun is Hao Mun and I am me. Considering all working people as Haomen means respecting even those who are not Haomen. Everyone just needs to do what they are good at. I will respect bald heads and I will also respect religions in the desolate places of the West. I respect students who read and have no intention of looking down on farmers or beggars. I will help the leader with his work, and if I meet a martial artist, I will kill him like I did today. What I want is actual force when I become the best in the world, not the fame I will gain then. Sometimes, all you need is the skill to kill those who cross the line. “Nothing more or less is needed.”
Dong-su answered with a surprised expression.
“That’s the best in the world?”
I said with a smile.
“Those who are overstepping the bounds of strength are stronger than me now. So, I am now working hard every day to chase after the strong.”
I wiped my smile and muttered.
“Like a turtle made of steel. Of course, I’m not the only one who thinks this.”
I pointed to the sword demon, demon demon, and color demon.
“My brothers here are just like me. Everyone wants to be the best in the world.”
I told Sasuk what I wanted to say.
“So there is no need to wander around to study while looking at the river. “What I just said is the essence of Kang Ho-in.”
“….”
“Ajarananta A descendant of the immortal king. That is the four of us. Don’t look far away.”
As always…
I insisted.
Because dreams can only come true if you insist on it.
