Chapter 698 – Laughter of Martial Arts
After those words, Seong-il transforms the energy he has raised into a bright environment and projects powerful illusions around him.
“…!!”
The two monks are stunned to realize that they have returned to the practice of laughter they practiced in the past.
“How am I here? No…!! This is an illusion!!”
To Hye-won’s surprise, she quickly realizes that the place she came from is a fake, not a laughing stock, and yells at her.
“That’s right. What I’m going to show you is a type of zen art called the Hwanghaejinkyung.”
“Enlightenment…?”
Instead of replying at length to her Hye-myeong’s murmur, Seong-il once again uses her haze of illusion to show her a scene in the past where she herself went in and out of the mirror world.
“…!!”
When the deceased teacher suddenly appears, Hyemyeong and Hyewon’s eyes widen. In particular, Hyemyeong, who has a soft heart, even brings tears to her eyes.
『Haa… According to the vision the donor showed me, only Hyemyeong and Hyewon survived in the Temple of Laughter, right?』
In the strange pure white world, the deceased master Wonkang appears and discusses something with another Seongil.
“Dole. I would like to ask you a favor of mine.”
The master in the fantasy asks Seong-il to pass on his martial arts skills to his two students in return for explaining to Seong-il the results of the Geumgang Gyeol, training methods, and the unusual lighting.
“Dole. That map is a map depicting the vicinity of the temple of laughter.”
Even as a condition, Laughter tells the story of the great joy hidden in secret in order to nurture a successor, and even offers Seong-il a pill as a reward.
“I want the donor to take one pill, and give two to Hyemyeong and Hyewon, those foolish ones.”
Wanting to somehow leave a legacy for the two foolish and troublemakers, when they see their teacher desperately asking Seong-il for a favor, the tears they have been holding back flow from their eyes.
“Do you believe now that I am not talking nonsense?”
In an instant, the figure of the teacher disappears and once again reaches the Temple of Laughter made by Seong-il, the two monks look at Seong-il with indescribable expressions.
Swoop…!!
A slight sound of wind crackling appears, and Seong-il begins to float into the sky.
“This is not an illusion. It is a technique that allows you to fly.”
“…What the hell happened to the donor!?”
“I can tell you everything. But you have to swear.”
Holy Day once again makes them swear to secrecy and never to do anything violent without their consent.
“…Good!”
In fact, it doesn’t mean that Seong-il could retaliate against them for breaking their oath, but Seong-il knows from gameplay that the two monks value their promises as much as their lives, so he repeatedly forces them to swear.
Eventually, when the two monks recite the oath, Seong-il briefly explains the Inner Plane according to the world view here.
“…You mean the donor can take us to ‘another’ world?”
“Well, that’s how it is. This is not a place to share secret stories, so if you really believe in me, I want you to go with me to that white space.”
At Seongil’s request, the two monks appear to be pondering for a while. But, that’s for a while. They have already seen a ridiculously great sight through Seong-il and have met their teacher again, so they believe in Seong-il and decide to follow him.
“This place…!!”
The two monks are very surprised when the place they saw in their vision a moment ago appears in front of their eyes.
“Two monks. Do you remember your oath with me?”
“Of course. I’m not an idiot, and it’s only been half an hour. How can I forget that?”
At Seong-il’s question, Hye-myeong asks him back with a tone of absurdity. However, instead of answering Hye-myeong, Seong-il calls someone with a hand gesture.
“!!!!”
Surprisingly, not long after the holy day’s call, a being familiar to the two monks appears.
When a monster wearing a familiar ghost mask appears, Hyemyeong and Hyewon lead the attack with strong clenched teeth.
“This bastard to kill!! Where is this place!!”
When the enemy of the teacher and alumni appears, Hye-won can’t hold back her anger and rushes at So Gyo-ju with a harsh curse.
Quaang!!
In front of Hye-won, who rushes like a bull, several people who look identical to Seong-il appear and block him.
“You dare!! I’m going to take the side of that wicked Madou!!”
“Did you swear?”
The alter ego of the Creator and the alter ego of the woodcarving following Seongil’s will are supernatural powers, martial arts, magic, etc. Do everything possible to neutralize Hyewon’s attack.
“Kuh…!!”
When Seong-il’s alter ego doesn’t just know how to use bizarre magic tricks, but also easily neutralizes all of her own attacks with soft Jangbeop, Hye-won falls into a sense of helplessness.
“Profit…!!”
Perhaps he was angry at the death penalty, even the cold-hearted Hyemyeong seemed to be about to rush at the young master.
“Are you not going to keep your promise? If you act emotionally like this, I have no choice but to break the promise with you and banish you two.”
Seong-il warns the two monks in a cold tone. Fortunately, Hye-won, who had stopped her attack, glared at her Seong-il with her firm expression and shouted, as if her head had gone cold after exchanging workshops with her alter ego several times.
“Your donor will have to explain it well!!”
“Of course.”
Fortunately for Seong-il, when the two monks seem to have calmed down, she opens the scene again and calmly shows them what has happened to Eun-wol.
Growing up in the hands of the General Protection Act since childhood, Eun-wol lives skillfully and thoroughly according to his tastes.
Under the guise of a miracle drug, she regularly drinks drugs mixed with the blood of the General Protection Act and falls victim to the Great Blood Marriage Act, which is used for brainwashing people in the Blood Bridge.
For some reason, the young schoolmaster, who did not even know that he had become a puppet, lives with an obsessive feeling that whenever he hears some ‘advice’ from the General Protection Act, it must be true, and he must do it.
『In order to rebuild the broken sexual intercourse, you must obtain the Seal of the Blood God hidden in the Temple of Laughter!!』
The total protection law gives orders to her brainwashed minor master under the guise of her strong advice, causing her to gather the scattered demon cultists.
And the tragedy that happened.
“…You mean that the minor tutor was brainwashed?! It’s also the Great Law of the Blood Church? Why the hell…?”
When the fantasy scene ends, Hyemyeong mumbles with a shocked expression. However, Seong-il shows them another scene instead of answering him.
『Khehehe… If I had led my own body instead of being possessed by another person’s body through the Great Law of Blood Marriage, I would have made the young master a puppet and used it well… This is really embarrassing.』
At the time of the invasion of the Murim Alliance, the truth that the total protection law spouted while facing Eun-wol and Seong-il unfolds in front of Hye-myeong and Hye-won.
Total number law. No, the two monks realized what had happened and gritted their teeth at the blood cultist’s confession.
“Such a tear!! That bastard called the Total Protection Act is actually the Blood Religion Master who tried to bring the evil death god down 20 years ago and bring the Central Plains into disaster?!”
“That’s right.”
Seong-il replies that Hye-won’s reasoning is correct. Seeing Seong-il’s calm appearance, Hye-myeong asked with a sad expression on her face.
“…How on earth was Shiju able to become so strong in such a short period of time? And how did you find out about that fact?”
In response to Hye-myeong’s question, Seong-il presents another illusion this time and shows them a new scene.
At the Temple of Joy, the death penalty is poisoned by the magistrate’s scheme and dies.
Seong-il is driven to a dead end cliff. Desperately, he opens the wooden box and throws the black marble with the seal at the young master.
Little Gyoju, who took the bead thrown at him lightly, is surprisingly sucked into the bead.
As the young master was sucked into the marble, the slut was shocked. While he is startled, Seong-il quickly grabs the marble and jumps off the cliff with the seal of the blood god.
Saekma was embarrassed by such a crazy act, but he too jumped off the cliff with an expression that he couldn’t help it because he was addicted to the grievances of the Demonic Cult.
And fortunately, he succeeds in escaping while avoiding the pursuit of the sex demon. Then, he summons the minor master from the black orb.
Surprisingly, the marble in question was made to capture the blood god’s alter ego, and Seong-il realizes that he accidentally captured the young master by expressing its power.
Even, being imprinted as the owner of the marble, So Gyo-ju realizes that he has become unable to attack Seong-il.
Seong-il, who realizes that he has a chance to become a genius, tries to complete his revenge by sealing the young master in the marble again and offering the seal of the blood god and the marble to the Murimmaeng.
The Murimmaeng arrived with great difficulty. However, as both Hyemyeong and Hyewon know, some members of the Maeng were already brainwashed into the blood marriage law, and eventually the Murim Maeng was thrown into great confusion by the traitor’s maneuvers that day.
In the meantime, Seong-il accidentally reached the depths to avoid the demons who were targeting him. He sees the blood priest trying to steal the seal and provokes him.
And since he will soon die from his provocation, the blood priest spits out all his secrets, telling him to go and listen to the truth. In the meantime, the So Gyo-ju, who was sealed in the marble, finally realized the truth after hearing all the stories, and helped Seong-Il to subdue the Blood Gyo-ju.
“…So that’s why the lord came to be with the little lord?”
“Yes.”
Seong-il, who found out that the So Gyo-ju was also her victim, couldn’t bear to hand her over to her Moorim-maeng for saving his own life, so he secretly went on her way with the So Gyo-su.
And by chance, the small party secretly returned to pray for the master’s rest. Holding on to an orchid that his master had handed down, he knelt down in front of the Cheonjon statue and prayed earnestly and began to pray again.
“What’s the difference if you do something like that?”
Gyoju So laughs at the sight of such a holy day, but surprisingly, the orchid starts to heat up and light flows from the heavenly statue and drags the two men and women somewhere.
And the beautiful Mureungdowon seen in it.
Surprised, the two men and women begin to walk through the beautiful garden with bewitched expressions. And they naturally meet a guru taking a nap under a peach tree.
“You’re here at last.”
The Taoist explains that he is the ruler of the Yin-Yang Hall, a distant teacher of the small faction, and one of the first Taoists who sealed the Blood God.
In addition, when the time comes for the blood spirit to awaken, it is explained that it has been arranged to meet a descendant who has a relationship with an orphan.
“Ahaha. I’m going to train you here, so can’t you stop that wicked blood god instead of me?”
Surprisingly, Nodosa explains that 10 years in Mureungdowon is the time of one month outside.
That’s how the guru was the holy day and the silver moon for 10 years. In particular, by intensively training Seongil, he can acquire powerful Taoism and enormous internal energy.
Seong-il, who controls the five elements, flies in the sky, and becomes a true sage who creates clones. Seong-il, who has been taught generously for 10 years by Nodosa, returns to reality again, being able to use all kinds of magic.
“…This is what made me stronger.”
“Oh my god…”
An explanation of the completely unbelievable holy day. However, when Seong-il summons powers such as fire, ice, and thunderbolts in the air as if he understands his doubts, and calls on his alter ego by performing clone magic, Hye-myeong and Hye-won cannot deny his words.
“…That’s why I’m asking you to join us. It’s because these things shouldn’t be spread around the world. It’s no different from leaking heavenly secrets.”
“…I understand.”
Even if they were in Seongil’s position, they would have tried to keep it a secret, so the two monks express their understanding of Seongil’s feelings.
‘Whew… I made up a story with only a little (?) Seasoning, but fortunately it seems to have worked well.’
Seeing that he somehow succeeds in persuading Hyewon and Hyemyeong, Seongil sighs in relief.
