Chapter 7 – Laughter of Martial Arts
Handan’s face turned black and his nose was bleeding nonstop. Even Seong-il, who had no medical knowledge, could see that he was in a critical situation.
“Death penalty! Are you all right!”
“It’s okay. You can be patient. By the way, Master. What kind of people are they?”
Then Qing Myung Jin, who was also addicted to poison, struggled to open his mouth and spoke to Handan.
“They are the Demonic Cult.”
“A demonic cult?”
“Yes. It seems that they poisoned the alcohol by playing tricks. Since it was alcohol that made them friendly with Wonkang when they were young, they drank a glass of alcohol to reminisce about their youthful memories, but it seems that there was poison in it. “
Hearing that, Handan made a sad face and lowered his head.
“By the way, why does your face look like that! Could it be that you stole your alcohol?”
“I’m sorry, Master.”
At such an attitude of Handan, Cheongmyeongjinin made an angry expression, but then changed to a resigned expression and continued his words.
“It’s done. We have to get out of here as quickly as possible anyway.”
“Yes! Master.”
When Seongil and Handan answered, Qingming Jinin grabbed his chest, vomited a bowl of his blood, and spoke again.
“Ha ha… Ha ha… This master is old, so in the worst case he may not get out with you.”
“What do you mean, Master! We will definitely take Master! Don’t say that!”
At Handan’s words, Qing Myung Jin smiled and continued.
“Of course it should be. But how nice it would be if things went the way we want them to…
It may not be so, so shouldn’t we be prepared for it? I’m going to tell you a secret story to prepare for my worst, so I hope you listen to this story and prepare for the worst.”
In this way, Qingmyeong Jin-in begins to tell her two disciples about her secret conversation with Won-gak.
“I received a wooden box this time from Master Wongak. This wooden box contains the key to unlock the ancient evil god’s seal.”
As he begins to speak, he begins to tell the secret history of twenty years ago.
“Do you know that Jeong, Ma, and Sage were allied in the past? They tried to use the Seal of the Evil God to resurrect the Blood God. Therefore, the Jeong-Ma Alliance kills the head of the Blood Church, destroys the Blood Church, steals this key, and seals it. I was trying to keep it.”
“…”
“However, the blood bridge was broken and the alliance was divided due to the ownership of the key. Shortly after the split, a fierce war broke out between the factional faction, the Safa, and the Demonic Cult Alliance.”
“…”
“In the aftermath, the Demonic Cult was destroyed and the Righteous Sect won the war. But the key was lost…”
“…”
“It seems that Ambassador Wongak accidentally discovered that a Sapa villain had such a key a while ago, subdued the villain, seized it, and tried to destroy it.”
“…”
“The thing is, no matter what he did, the key didn’t get destroyed, he said, and he didn’t even scratch it.”
“…”
“That’s why he called me to try to seal the key as the next best thing.”
“…”
“Since ancient times, Taoism had a higher reputation for the Bongma ceremony than Buddhism. Perhaps, they wanted to entrust this task to a master who was well versed in Bongma.”
After completing all the explanations, Cheong Myung-jin handed over the wooden box to Seong-il and said,
“Muhak. You must have this ship.”
Seong-il, who was angry inside, asked him back and said.
“S… Master, I’ve only been initiated for three months, so I don’t have the skills to protect this item. Please stop talking.”
“No. That’s why I’m entrusting that ship to you. You definitely don’t have any power compared to me or Handan. But, that’s why the demons will definitely look down on you. To a young disciple who can’t keep a single thing, that important ship. You wouldn’t think I’d let it go.”
Seong-il, who is still very worried, asks Cheong Myeong-jin.
“If that’s the case, wouldn’t the death penalty be better than mine?”
At that, Qing Myung Jin sighed and said.
“I tried to do the same. But seeing how poisoned he is, I can’t believe it at all! At least you weren’t poisoned. Sometimes, such coolness is more important than individual martial arts. Master Lee believes in you!”
Qingming Qinin took out a book from her arms and handed it to me.
“Take it. Anyway, Handan has been learning martial arts by my side for a long time, so it won’t be a problem without this book. However, you won’t be able to learn the martial arts of our small faction without me or Handan. So, make sure you have this book. Just in case, I Even if Handan goes wrong, let you inherit the martial arts of the small faction.”
Handan also chimed in and said.
“Yes, Master. Master is right. Our teacher will not die, of course, but we must prepare for the unexpected.”
At Handan’s words, Qing Myung Jin smiled bitterly and said.
“Now that all of you are dying, you’re finally coming to your senses. It’s usually the case!”
At the teacher’s bitter voice, Handan hangs his head and cannot continue his words.
“It’s done! Rebuke for the past will only serve as a shackle to the heart when going through the tribulations ahead. Listen closely! Whoever it is, you must protect that wooden box. Whoever has a wooden box must leave for Murim! Don’t trust anyone and go straight to Jin Chun-Hwi, the Murim lord! Do you understand?”
“Yes Master!”
When Seong-il and Handan answer, Cheongmyeongjinin lifts up Seong-il again, stares at it, and runs without saying a word.
‘This is martial arts..!’
Even at this moment when Seong-il was captured by the Qingming Ambassador and dragged away like a piece of luggage, he felt a tremendous thrill.
‘How can humans run so fast? In our world, even if you could only use this light gong, you would hear the voice of a psychic. I covet it!!’
It was a crisis situation in which they were fighting for their lives, but the power of martial arts demonstrated by Cheongmyeongjin was enough to arouse greed in Seongil’s heart.
‘I will definitely survive! I will definitely survive and learn martial arts!’
The moment Seong-il had promised in his heart.
“You bastards. Were you escaping here?”
A man wearing a black demon mask with a distorted smile in front of us and a large group of people who appear to be his subordinates appear in front of us.
‘In this situation… That guy is a demon! That’s also their leader, the minor schoolmaster!’
“Who are you!”
When Cheongmyeongjinin asked in a harsh voice, a man wearing a ghost mask answered.
“You are the famous Taegeuk Sword Cheongmyungjin..?”
“That’s right. Are you the leader of the villains who did this outrageous thing?”
Although his face was covered with a mask, the young master behind the mask seemed to answer with a smile at this moment.
“That’s right. I am the minor head of the Demonic Cult. I have come to pay off my past debts and bring back things that should be rightfully in the hands of the main school.”
“Shut up! This thing is a heinous thing that humans shouldn’t handle in the first place! You still covet this thing after seeing the tremendous amount of blood twenty years ago! Shame on you! So, you Demonic Cult…”
At that time, a huge man next to the young master cut off Cheong Myung Jin’s words and said to the young master.
“Schoolmaster! I don’t think you need to listen to that guy’s nonsense anymore. Please give me an order! I will kill the enemies of the school and bring back the holy relic!”
“Okay…! Total Protection Law. You kill them and get the goods!”
Then, the black righteous people, including Chong Ho-beop, draw their weapons and all start running towards Cheongmyeongjin.
Seeing this, Qingmyeongjinin looked at Handan and gave an order.
“Handan! Run away with Muhak! For you guys, this teacher will stop them!”
Did you read the master’s heart? Handan had an ambiguous expression that looked like he was angry or about to cry. He answered briefly to his master’s words and started running into the woods with his holy day.
“…Please take good care of yourself, Master.”
Without delay, Handang turns his back, ties Seongil around his waist, and quickly runs away.
“Ah~ Are you running away? Total Protection Law! Take charge of the Qingmingjin people. I will go after them myself.”
“Honorable name!”
Enraged at the sight, Cheongmyeongjin roars and runs to the demonists.
“Innoom!!! As long as I’m alive, I can’t touch a single hair on my disciples!!”
Like a fierce tiger wounded with its cubs in front of it, Cheongmyung Jinin started to ruthlessly go out, and in an instant, the heads of two or three demons fell from his ferocious exit.
Of course, in the meantime, the magicians stabbed and cut the arms and legs of Cheongmyungjin with their swords…
When Seong-il saw Qingmyeong Jin-in dying horribly while clinging to Handan, he couldn’t let go of grief and guilt.
‘Isn’t it… That I drove such an upright person to dog death in order to gain a profit…? If I had told the whole truth from the beginning… Wouldn’t it have been possible for them to live and have a mutually complementary relationship where they would pass on martial arts to me…?’
Handan said to Seong-il, perhaps thinking that Seong-il was in such agony because of his bitterness towards his teacher.
“Priest. Don’t get caught up in anguish! Master sacrificed himself for us and the cause.”
‘Okay. It’s a game. It’s just a well-made game…!’
Masturbating like that, Seong-il, who has regained some cool-headedness, begins to roll his head.
‘After this, Handan, who was driven to the cliff, will probably be followed by the minor master and the slave girl, right?’
‘The slut who became addicted to poison and became a slave of the minor master will try to win the favor of the minor master and monopolize the ball, avoiding other demons and coming alone with the minor master…’
‘An event where Handan, who subdued the two, takes the young master hostage and jumps off a cliff…!’
When faced with a life-and-death problem, Seong-il unknowingly sought a way to live with superhuman concentration.
‘How can I live? I can’t even use light gong, can I run away? No chin Then I have no choice but to make sure they don’t attack me!
‘Because the only answer is hostage taking! The only way I can survive is to use the black ball on the minor master and make him a hostage!’
As he hardens his heart and finds a way, the fear disappears and Seong-il’s head grows cold. And then.
“Cool… Cool…!”
Handan, who was holding a holy day and performing light exercises, suddenly stopped in his seat and began to vomit blood.
“Execution!!”
“Priest… I think I’ve come this far.”
Handan, whose face had turned black, was bleeding not only from her nose and mouth, but also from her ears and eyes.
“Death penalty! Just a little bit! A little bit more and we can live! Don’t say such a weak thing…!”
Looking at such a holy day, Handan smiled and said,
“No. I know my body well. I’m here. I can already feel the poison spreading through my internal organs. I’m already finished. I won’t stop them. Run alone!”
Seong-il hesitates, and Handan draws his sword and yells at him.
“Go ahead! Do you intend to waste my sacrifice and Master’s sacrifice! Don’t forget Master’s order! Your work isn’t done yet!”
Upon hearing this, Seong-il, who had a sense of debt to them, turns around and runs to his death.
Before long, Seongil’s ears heard the sharp sound of clashing weapons and painful moans.
‘I must live! I will live!’
It didn’t matter to Seongil whether this place was already a game or not. Seong-il, devoured by death and fear, just looked ahead and ran until his heart exploded.
Shoot aaaaa…! Hearing the sound of the river flowing, Seongil had no choice but to stop.
I didn’t stop because I was tired. The reason he stopped was because a cliff that looked like at least a hundred was spread out in front of his eyes.
“Ah. Looks like the rats have nowhere to run anymore…?”
‘Small schoolmaster…! And next to it is a dirty horse!’
“Schoolmaster! Give this lowly bastard a chance to catch him!”
“Ohhhhh”
At the words of such a small school master, the saekma begins to make excuses with very exaggerated gestures.
“Little Master! If I am a body that would die instantly with a single word from the Headmaster due to poison, how dare I have such a heart! I just want to earn the Little Head’s trust by making a contribution!”
He has a very servile expression and speaks flatteringly to the young master.
Then, the moment the young schoolmaster smiled and was about to gesture to him for permission…
“Schoolmaster! I have what you are looking for!
So Gyo-ju was taken aback by those words and looked at Seong-il and exclaimed.
“Ha. You cute guy. How dare you threaten me? Come on. I will personally rip you to death.”
After his words, the Sogyoju starts rushing toward his holy day.
‘There is only one chance.’
The moment when the young master rushes to strike Seong-il. Seong-il throws a black ball at him.
“Heh. How dare you do something like this…”
So Gyoju snorted and hit the black ball with one hand, but the ball didn’t fly away. Instead, he opened his mouth and emitted black light at him.
“What… What is it! This thing!”
In a situation where the young schoolmaster went crazy and couldn’t finish his words, the light ate him, and Seongil quickly grabbed his cheek and jumped off the cliff.
“Oh, no!”
Seeing Seong-il jump off the cliff, Saek-ma screams with a stunned expression and grabs his chest.
“Keuheuk… Dokgo… Dokgo has a seizure…! Bah… Hurry up and get to the neighborhood of the Sogyoju…!!”
Saekma shouts desperately and starts jumping off the cliff where Seongil jumped off in the same direction as him.
