Chapter 699 – Laughter of Martial Arts
Seeing that he somehow succeeds in persuading Hyewon and Hyemyeong, Seongil sighs in relief.
“Wait!! There’s one thing I don’t understand, sir.”
“Hmm? What do you mean?
I thought it was all over, but when Hye-won held on to her and questioned her, Seong-il asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“How on earth did our master meet again? And how did you hear the will?”
“Ah, that’s…”
Seong-il explains that he has a mirror, a treasure left by the investigation of the Yin-Yang Museum, and based on the object, he can temporarily visit the past world.
“…Are you saying that reverse heaven magic is also possible!?”
“Yes. Surprisingly, yes. But…”
Seong-il explains that the world called into the mirror is only a month-old virtual world and has no direct effect on reality.
“However, even if it’s limited, the ability to go back in time is incredibly valuable.”
After explaining the world of mirrors, Seong-il takes the mirror out of the crack, explicitly showing the scene of using the inventory on purpose.
“Is that rift also a magic trick? It’s amazing.”
“That’s right. There are limitations, but it’s a technique to store things in an invisible space.”
Seong-il shows the mirror and gives a hint about the inventory. And the two monks, who saw this mysterious sight, seem to believe in the holy day even more.
“…If we only have that mirror, can we see our late master?”
“Yes.”
Seong-il explains how to use the mirror in detail and asks them if they intend to use it.
“…”
At the words of such a holy day, the eyes of the two monks shook greatly and began to worry.
“Execution…”
Insinuating, Hye-myeong tells Hye-won to try using a mirror. At that question, Hyewon also puts on a worried expression for a while, then shakes her head.
“No.”
“Yes!? Why…”
At Hye-won’s words, Hye-myeong looks at him with an expression that she can’t understand. However, Hye-won strongly reminds him that they are monks who have left home.
“Even though we are monks, in the end, we are monks at the root. Hyemyeong-ah, the ultimate goal of a monk’s training is to sever the five desires and the seven passions and to achieve liberation. Would you?”
“…”
Hye-myeong puts on a slightly worried expression as if she was hit hard by Hye-won’s words. However, in the end, he also agrees with his opinion, as if he also understood the death penalty’s deep worries.
“I know that the donor is a person with magical powers. So what are you going to do next?”
In response to Hye-myeong’s question, Seong-il explains that he will meet with the two monks to obtain the belongings of Great Master Wongang, and then leave with Eun-wol to subdue the blood priest and blood god.
“…You mean just the two of you?”
I understand that Seong-il is a powerful guru who is good at magic, but the existence he is trying to deal with is a ‘blood god’. Because of this, Hye-Won and Hye-Myeong look very worried about Seong-Il’s plans.
“I know the donor is strong, but is there any law that guarantees that the plan will succeed?”
Hye-won is concerned that in order to remove the blood god, he will eventually have to break his seal.
It is fortunate that Seong-il can remove the blood god, but if he fails to do so and the blood god is eventually released into the world, he worries that a terrible blood attack could occur.
“…For this reason, I think that the donor should seek help from other sects, but…”
“It’s not easy to trust them.”
Since he had already played the game, Seong-il knew very well that even within the political faction, secretly brainwashed by the blood god existed.
“Surprisingly, there are many warriors who have been brainwashed by the blood cult.”
If they knew all of the identities of the ganja, they could have eliminated them one by one and sought help from the faction, but the problem was that the identities of all the ganja were lumped together and explained in the game, so Seong-il had no way to tell them apart.
“But…”
Despite the fact that Ganja exists, Hye-won puts on a face that she can’t understand at all when Seong-il says that he will fight the blood god alone.
“I’m stronger than you think, monk.”
Seong-il, who sees the worried eyes of Hye-won and Hye-myeong, decides to get rid of their worries by revealing the bottom line.
Seongil uses magic, clones, teleportation, and even telekinesis.
“And there are also these items.”
Seong-il opens the inventory and takes out the Jema Oroebu left by the Yin-Yang Hall investigation and the Arun Labe, which has been transformed into the form of a Buddhist shrine.
“This is a powerful talisman that allows you to subdue the blood god, and this buljin is a powerful divine object that allows even the gods to be patient.”
Seong-il emphasizes that with his own ability and the help of this god, he can subdue the blood god.
“Should I call this great…Or should I call it madness…”
She admits that the ability he showed is great, but she muttered Hye-won laughing bitterly, perhaps because he felt that his answer was too much for herself.
“If you don’t believe me, would you like to try sparring with me?”
At the same time, Seong-il, who wanted to find out how good she was by mixing hands with the powerful men of the martial arts world, provoked her while looking at Hye-won.
“Oh… You mean you’re so confident?”
Just because Seong-il uses magic tricks, there is no law that requires him to be proficient in combat, so the two monks look at him with a slightly burning expression of fighting spirit.
“Haha. Then let’s try.”
As if they were properly scratched by Seongil’s easy-going attitude, the two monks silently moved to the front and rear of him and took the famous Neungunjang Rider Ceremony at the Temple of Laughter.
“The donor said it loudly, so don’t hold grudges!”
If Seong-Il’s skills aren’t as good as he promised, the lives of countless living beings are in danger, so the two monks spray Seong-Il with wild water from the start without the slightest hesitation.
‘He’s coming.’
In addition to seeing the front with the eyes, a powerful blow felt from the back as a response. However, Seong-il greets the attack with a relaxed expression all the time despite the two menacing pincers.
“Kuh…?!”
Clearly, Seong-il stood still without making a single gesture, but for some reason, the two monks find it difficult to keep themselves together as if they were surrounded by strong resistance.
“How…!?”
Not only is an invisible force forcibly holding her body, but for some reason, her body slows down strangely as she approaches Seong-il.
In the meantime, as seen before, an intense mist spreads near Seongil, and dozens of fantasy alter egos that look exactly like him appear.
“Hmm?! A sense!?”
As the haze of illusion spreads, Hye-won and Hye-myeong lose their sense of direction. There is confusion in the five senses, and it is difficult to grasp which one was the first day of standing.
“Hahap…!!”
Hye-Won and Hye-Myeong try to attack Seong-Il, who is positioned closest to them, by swinging their fists at random.
“This…?”
However, when he swings his fist, another holy day disappears like a mist. Hye-won realizes that it is an illusion through the attack.
“You have to be precise, but in the end it’s fake!! How can you subdue the blood god with something like this!!”
Hye-won, who has come to her misfortune, provokes her Seong-il and begins to smash her alter ego by wildly swinging her fists at random.
Poop!!
“Kuh…!!”
Beating her fantasies and searching for the body of her holy day, she suddenly felt an intense shock in every part of her own body. When Hyewon, surprised, quickly turned her back to look, she could see two alter egos that looked just like Seongil attacking her from behind and from the side.
“Did you think we were all fake?”
“It’s naive.”
Finally, Hyemyeong and Hyewon realize that some of the countless holy days are real alter egos.
“Kuhhh!! Kuhhhhh!!”
Unable to tell the difference between real and fake, the two monks are beaten helplessly by the alter ego’s attack.
Normally, they would have somehow escaped this chaotic battlefield with all their might and looked for an opportunity, but thanks to the restraints of the time force field and psychokinesis cast by Seong-il, they can’t even dare to break away from the fantasy and just get beaten up.
“By the way, I haven’t even used one-tenth of my abilities.”
“Haha…”
When Hyewon and Hyemyeong are completely incapacitated, Seongil frees the skylight and the time field, then speaks to the two monks with his hands behind his back.
“Ah! By the way, I didn’t even move from my seat.”
“…”
The feeling of being denied the martial arts that you have lived and trained for the rest of your life. At that time, Hyewon and Hyemyeong were shocked and unable to say anything. Seong-il’s alter ego brings various potions and hands them over.
“Eat. Drink it and your energy will come back.”
“I’m sorry I hit you hard earlier!”
“…Are the donors ‘real’?”
When several alter egos calmly approach her and talk to her, Hyemyeong asks them a question with a bewildered expression.
“Me?
“…”
Hye-won and Hye-myung are convinced that the young guru in front of them is a sage in the true sense of the word.
“Whoa… It seems that you have the ability to be arrogant.”
Unlike himself who was terribly beaten and messed up, Seong-il made fun of them without shedding a drop of sweat. Because of this, the two monks had no choice but to acknowledge Seongil’s skill.
“…But, I want you to reconsider trying to subdue the blood god alone.”
As I said a moment ago, the lives of countless living beings depend on it, so I say that I don’t want the two of us to solve everything.
‘Hmm… I’m not saying it’s wrong.’
Artifacts, game strategy, and even your own skills. Seong-il was confident that he could subdue the blood and spirit as long as he had prepared enough.
However, when Hye-won appeals by attacking the moral side, Seong-il sympathizes with his opinion and seriously considers whether to bring in other forces as Hye-won said.
“I understood what the ambassador meant. Let’s think about that matter separately.”
Seong-il persuades the two monks to think after going to Lokso Temple to receive the belongings of Great Master Wongang.
When Seong-il leaves room for him, Hye-won must have agreed as well, and he quietly follows him and leaves the inner plane.
“Whoa… It’s quite a long way to the temple of laughter…”
Since it takes more than 15 days from unboxing to laughing, even if you use a high-quality light gun non-stop, Hye-myeong already looks tired from the hardships ahead.
“No. We can go in three days.”
“Yes? Three days…?”
When Seong-il spits out nonsense, the two monks ask him back with puzzled expressions.
“Only the donor can use magic, so you can go quickly… But we don’t have that? Ah! Maybe we can drive the clouds together…?”
“Well, it’s similar.”
Seong-il, who nodded lightly to the two monks in anticipation, uses augmented reality to find the points checked by satellites.
“Is that the nearest riverside within 100 km?”
‘100 km…?’
When Seong-il utters a strange word he has never heard of, everyone in the party looks puzzled. However, Seong-il completely ignores them and quietly uses the evergreen bracelet to open a portal to that location.
“!!!”
Now, they promised not to be surprised no matter what Seong-il does, but when he causes a crack in the air and opens another space, the two monks are dumbfounded.
“Let’s go.”
Surprised, the two monks carefully cross the portal and move their bodies to another location.
“Shiju… What the hell is this… Huh?!”
While he is about to ask a question to relieve his surprise, Seong-il opens a strange crack again and takes out something the size of a house. Seeing the unrealistic scene, the two monks look at the items with blank expressions.
“Because the technique I just learned can only be used once a day. I can travel about 300 li a day…”
After lightly explaining the portal, Seong-il opens the hatch of the Little Nautilus and explains the submersible.
“Until the spell’s cooldown is filled, we will ride this ‘ship’ to the Laughing Temple. Let’s all get on it.”
“…”
In the unimaginable development, the monks eventually gave up asking questions and quietly followed Seongil.
