Episode 452.
Journey to find the truth (2)
“How are you feeling?”
“….”
“You seem to be still very confused.”
“….”
Hwaun remained silent.
There was no way he could easily open his mouth in a situation where he was in front of the person who made him realize his ugly side and he couldn’t even control his mind.
Beom-oh, who was quietly examining Hwa-un’s new color, held out a teacup.
“It is a tea made by boiling herbs from Seongsan Mountain. “I can’t say it tastes good, but there is nothing like it to calm your mind.”
One of the items that Shaolin monks always carried with them when traveling to the rivers was herb leaves. Although it is not very effective, it means that you should not forget the teachings of Shaolin by brewing it once in a while and using the scent.
Hwaun, who was looking down helplessly at the teacup, carefully lifted the teacup and took a sip.
Beom-oh smiled.
“How is it?”
“It’s bitter.”
“Haha, I guess so. The history of drying tea leaves for use is not long. “It was originally an herb used to maintain optimal positive energy.”
“….”
Hwaun looked down at the tea in silence. Unlike its bitter taste, it was quite transparent and clear.
The face of a middle-aged woman, looking tired and confused, was clearly visible on the transparent surface of the tea.
Beom-oh continued.
“Are you still very confused?”
“….”
“Though the situation was different from each other, I too had been far removed from the human way, let alone the Buddha’s way, not long ago. “It was definitely not an easy task to correct it.”
Hwaun raised his head and looked at Beomoh.
Beom-oh, who honestly admits that he has strayed from the Tao, could not find the slightest hint of confusion on his face.
Beom-oh nodded.
“To better myself, I have to start by acknowledging my current imperfection. “Everyone’s development begins from there, whether they learn Buddhism or not.”
Hwaun smiled.
It was difficult to tell whether the laughter was self-deprecating or ridiculing the other person.
“Do I look very ugly?”
“of course.”
Beom-oh’s answer was unexpectedly bitter.
“Each of you has made a big mistake. It is an even bigger sin if you are a monk. “Aren’t you aware of it yourself?”
He spoke so confidently that I had nothing to say.
Beom-oh shook his head.
“There is no shame in making a mistake. We are people. It can happen. The problem is when you turn a blind eye to something even though you clearly realize it is wrong. “Deceiving yourself is definitely something to be ashamed of.”
“….”
“Be very embarrassed. But there’s no need to break down over it.”
Hwaun wanted to sigh. I really wanted to exhale over and over again.
But the Shaolin monk was watching. I couldn’t even sigh easily.
‘…’
At the same time, she realized.
How difficult is Shaolin for you? No, the name Shaolin was very difficult not only for himself but for all monks in the Central Plains.
Did you know that? Beom-oh continued speaking in a calm voice.
“Is it difficult for me because I am from Shaolin?”
“….”
“If I hadn’t come from Shaolin, would the people of the past, who were full of agony even after the Lion’s Rear at that time, have ignored the truth and endured to the end?”
“That’s…”
“No. “You wouldn’t have done that.”
Beom-oh smiled.
“But how can you be so observant? Whether I am from Shaolin or not, the important thing is that each Hwa is himself. “Don’t worry about being pretentious and pretentious, but first look at yourself.”
“But…”
“Shaolin is just a group of monks. “The hard work and sacrifice of Zen masters made Shaolin what it is today, but they probably did not want Shaolin to shake off its privileges.”
“….”
“Don’t run away. “Don’t try to avoid it for countless reasons.”
Ugh.
Beom-oh’s pupils were colored with a soft golden color.
“Please come back, each and every one of you.”
In the end, Hwaun had no choice but to sigh deeper than ever.
“Not yet.”
“What do you mean?”
“I admit my mistake. “I admit it, but I feel like I don’t want to admit it again.”
“Is that so?”
“I keep wanting to run away. To be honest, I want to abandon Botha’s name and run away to another world.”
Beom-oh’s smile deepened.
“I see.”
For the first time, Hwaun spoke about his honest feelings.
Want to abandon the name of Botha and run away? Anyone can do that. Although her attitude was too inadequate to be called an enlightened person, Beom-oh thought that she had taken a big step forward by at least acknowledging herself.
Hwaun took a deep breath.
“Right now… I’m not going to try hard. “I just want to be alone.”
Beom-oh stood up.
“No matter what the outcome is, each person who clearly acknowledges their past mistakes will be able to walk a brighter path than before.”
“…thank you.”
“I hope you find peace.”
Beom-oh, who gave a half-funeral greeting, turned and tried to leave the room.
Hwaun asked then.
“Monk Beom-o.”
“Please speak.”
“But where is the true eye?”
“hmm?”
Beom-oh showed a rare embarrassed expression.
“Surely everyone stopped by?”
“yes?”
“Jeong Gakak and Yeon went out on the road together for a while.”
A look of confusion appeared on Hwaun’s face.
“You’re out on the road? wherever…?”
“We are currently planning to stop by two of the most powerful forces in the central Wulin region.”
“…?!”
* * *
“Commander.”
“Are you here?”
Jinpae bowed his head.
“It is said that Dae-su left here with Prosecutor Kang and the descendants of Botha about an hour ago.”
“okay?”
“yes.”
I heard that he was going to leave without notice one day, so he asked me to take care of the military.
But I really didn’t expect you to leave without even saying goodbye.
‘It’s truly like you.’
Mo Yong-woo filed a complaint.
“We will wait here until the master comes back or until orders come from higher up.”
“yes.”
“We will contact you at the opening. Our mission is not simply to wait here. “We will go on a campaign every moment until Guangdong Province’s Baekdo Wulin renews its strength and public sentiment stabilizes.”
Jinpae’s eyes lit up.
“Then…”
“Yes.”
Mo Yong-woo tapped his sword sheath.
“We must become stronger. Until Guangdong Province is restored, thieves will appear every moment, looking for a power vacuum and wreaking havoc. And there is a possibility that a master who cannot be ignored will emerge among them.”
“Of course.”
“You need to train yourself sufficiently. “Until I see Dae-su again, Uijeong-gun will have to be twice as strong as it is now.”
Jinpae smiled mischievously, which was unusual for him with his serious personality.
“The leader is so outstanding that only the subordinates who try to chase him have a hard time.”
“That’s right.”
“That’s not just about algebra.”
“hmm?”
“The commander’s spirit has also changed from before. “It seems thicker and softer.”
Jinpae knew. Just because your momentum becomes stronger and sharper doesn’t mean you’ve grown.
The growth of a true cilantro is closer to becoming richer than becoming stronger, and closer to becoming softer than becoming sharper.
In other words, it is the orthodox growth of my master. Mo Yong-woo was achieving standard growth among the few in the current martial arts world where unusual and anomalous training methods were rampant.
Mo Yong-woo smiled bitterly.
“I’m still confused. “I have faith in my practice, but the more this martial art grows, the more complicated it becomes.”
“We want to feel at least that complexity.”
“You guys are doing well enough. “These are not just empty words.”
“I know. However, we will do our best so that one day we can reach the same level as the commander.”
“haha! “It definitely has to be that way.”
The five commanders of Tangma’s army, except for Muk Fei, were one level below the strongest soldiers of the Mortal Death Army.
If they achieve a level similar to that of Mo Yong-woo today, and if the forces of death stimulated by them also achieve similar growth.
In the future, the Uijeonggun may be reborn as the strongest military unit of the time, rather than the Murim Alliance.
“They say rest is as important as training. “Tell them to stop training today and rest until tomorrow.”
“Are you going to rest right away just because the master is not here?”
“Stop complaining and just tell me.”
“ha ha ha! All right.”
Just like that, Jinpae left Mo Yongwoo’s residence.
Mo Yong-woo, who was alone, quietly looked up at the sky. It seemed as if Yeon Ho-jeong’s confident face could be seen beyond the blue sky.
‘You are a genius who will be hard to find again in the world. He is a genius and full of chivalry, so he will become a great pillar of martial arts in the future.’
Mo Yong-woo had no doubt about it. Yeon Ho-jeong will go beyond being the next strongest player in the martial arts world and become a big name that moves the game of Gangho.
That’s why I was worried.
‘Your chivalrous spirit is making you so busy in a world full of confusion. But this should be the last time I act alone like this. This is because the Uijeonggun is not an organization that you should cherish, but an organization that fights alongside you.’
I will definitely tell you this when I meet Yeon Ho-jeong again someday.
Mo Yong-woo, who had been looking up at the sky for a long time, smiled and pulled out his sword.
“As an older brother, you can’t surpass your younger brother, but you shouldn’t fall behind.”
Easy profit!
Mo Yong-woo swung his sword vigorously. It was Geongonbaek8geomhae of the Mo Yong family’s Gaju Jihak.
His swordsmanship, like the name of the martial artist, was so magnificent that it seemed to encompass heaven and earth.
* * *
Sabak.
As I stepped on the crumbled dirt, I felt like I had definitely left Guangdong Province.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes, looking down at the world from a high hill, became clearer and deeper.
“how is it?”
Jeongan tilted his head in response to Yeonhojeong’s question.
“yes? What?”
“Well, you couldn’t reach there after all?”
It was an unknown word.
Yeon Ho-jeong asked Kang Ryang this time.
“How do you feel?”
“If you ask the question with all the back and forth like that, anyone will be puzzled. “I don’t know what you’re asking me about.”
“okay?”
“Of course. However…”
Kang Ryang’s eyes looking down at the vast land of Honam were much sharper than Jeong An’s or even Yeon Ho Jeong’s.
“The air is a little stuffy.”
“It’s stuffy….”
“Yes. It’s quite tense. “I don’t think it would be surprising if something happened right now.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“It’s not like you can’t use your senses very much.”
“I will take it as a compliment.”
Jeongan tilted his head.
“There’s a lot of tension?”
She didn’t feel any such tension. Rather, I thought that the warm, comfortable, and spacious feeling that was different from Guangdong Province was attractive.
It was something that could not be helped. Jeong An had little experience in bloody melees. The ability to read life could not surpass that of an experienced person, no matter how high the level was.
“Yes, there is a lot of tension. And where does the tension come from in this place so close to the Mukryongbu?”
“…!”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes shone bright blue.
“I guess I should send an invitation to the Ink Dragon Lord.”
