Reclaiming history (6)
‘… … .’
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.
I knew that this story would reach the ears of the public ambassador. Of course. The small master of the Black Island Alliance said he was leaving the Murim Alliance, so he couldn’t help but tell the leader about it.
However, even Yeonhojeong of the world had no idea that the public ambassador would speak such strong words.
It wasn’t just words that were strong.
Phew.
Small whirlwinds were forming in the forest where the cool wind was already blowing.
Fallen leaves and scraps of grass piled up on the floor flew through the air and rose into the sky.
The prayer flowing from the body of the public ambassador was real. After all, he was always sincere to everyone, so it was natural for him to utter such a prayer.
But this was my first time praying so strongly and stiffly.
Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth.
“Maeng… … .”
“To me, you have always been a mystery.”
The public ambassador’s voice was heavy.
It was heavy and clear.
“Is it only for me? You are the one who suddenly burst into the world at such a young age, accomplished a feat that seemed impossible, and eventually made your name into heaven. “It would be no exaggeration to say that you are a living legend, full of mystery, to everyone.”
“Lord.”
“But I realized. “I didn’t know why you wanted to make me your leader, but when I peeled away my worries and faced reality, I was finally able to get to know you better.”
“… … .”
“I dare say right here that there are many liaisons working for the world, but there will be no one like you who would risk their lives to protect the central plains.”
“It’s not like that.”
“There are many people risking their lives. But no one risks his life. “It’s the same for me right now.”
“… … .”
“People are beings who can never live alone. As a self-proclaimed Buddhist, I am embarrassed to say this, but people are like that. Fragile and imperfect. “Me and everyone else too.”
“… … .”
“You didn’t.”
“Lord.”
“It seems to me that you made up your mind the moment you entered the world. It’s not just for peace. You had a clear goal. The goal was none other than the destruction of the Three Religions.”
“… … .”
“But when I saw you, who raised your name to the Holy Heaven and later committed yourself to the Black Island and returned as a disciple of the Lord of the Dark Dragons, I realized.”
The public ambassador’s eyes deepened.
“The blind general who burned his life for the destruction of the three religions has become another emperor who risked his entire life for the peace of this world.”
“… … .”
“I realized that I have grown into a man who risked his life to save everyone, regardless of black and white.”
It was a keen eye.
Ambassador Gong Gong was sensitive to the changes in Yeonhojeong.
After the conversation with the emperor, he went to the Muklongbu, gave up Yang Chen’s dream, and became a minor master of the Mukryongbu.
Yeonhojeong has changed.
No, it has changed. From a person who wanted to destroy the three religions, even if it meant becoming a murderer, he became a ghost who would do anything to ensure peace in the central plains.
“I thought it was a good change. “No one can stop a person’s will, so I thought that if the results were similar, a life lived with sympathy and mercy rather than hatred and anger would be much more valuable.”
“… … .”
“But I think I misunderstood.”
“… … .”
“You cannot live in this world with only sympathy, mercy, and understanding. If he lives the world with the same mind as him, he can be said to be a born Buddhist and a saint with the heart of a Buddha.”
“… … .”
“You have become half-Buddha.”
“no.”
“But I don’t like you like that.”
“Lord.”
“It is difficult for me to bear the sight of you being pushed by someone and being forced to become a Buddha.”
“I’m not saying I’m going to be pushed out.”
“Of course it was your will. But the process is no different from being pushed.”
“… … .”
“Furthermore, you had no intention of becoming a Buddha. He didn’t even have the will to cultivate discipline. “Now you have lost yourself and melted into his world.”
A Buddhist person says that he does not like the other person becoming a Buddha.
This wasn’t jealousy. It wasn’t even hatred.
Ambassador Gong Gong knew Yeon Ho-jeong well.
I didn’t have as many conversations with Yan Hao-jeong as I did with Yan Wei or Zhuge Mun-ho. However, the person who could look into Yeon Ho-jeong’s heart more deeply than them was Ambassador Gong.
In addition, this statement alone was tantamount to proving that Ambassador Gonggong was closer to a warrior than a Buddhist, and that he was a strongman rather than a monk.
Still, the public ambassador conveyed his will. Even though Beom-oh was next to him, he expressed his honest feelings.
A smile appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.
“It caused quite a few storms here and there… … Still, I guess I haven’t been living very wrong.”
“If everyone in this world could live like you, if I could risk my life not for myself but for my people, there wouldn’t be war.”
“Still, I have to go.”
“Sobuju.”
“I know very well that the Lord’s consideration for me cannot be saved even with a thousand gold coins. So, just hearing you say those words makes me feel so happy.”
There was a look of sadness on the face of the public ambassador.
Are you young? That doesn’t mean anything.
Although he is a young man thirty years younger than himself, before his eyes is a man who has lived for others more than for himself.
He says he is thankful that such a man understands his feelings and takes away his anger.
How difficult was it?
How much frustration, how deep anger, and how intense effort went into building that life.
Who is this man who devoted his life to Joongwon with such passion?
“But I also think enough of myself. “If I didn’t know myself, I wouldn’t have entered this stage either.”
“… … .”
“I am also a human being, so how can I have a good heart? But I can get rid of this with one night of drinking.”
“The ones who have to shake off their discomfort with a drink one night are the warriors of the Murim Alliance who ignored and cursed at you.”
“Once the war is over, it will not be too late to look back.”
“When that time comes, who will be the one to look back?”
“The Lord must make it possible.”
The public ambassador closed his eyes.
“Are you sure you want to leave this place?”
“Once I leave, it will be easier to gather the power of the Murim Alliance.”
“… … “Do you think so?”
“of course.”
Flash!
The public ambassador opened his eyes.
Eyes blazing with divine light. Those eyes were so clear and intense that even Yeon Ho-jeong had to flinch.
“Not looking at yourself because war is just around the corner is no different from unpacking your bed without finishing your meal because you think a cold night is coming.”
“… … .”
“If people choose time and place to reflect on themselves, how can they call it a proper life?”
“Aren’t there always exceptions?”
“The difference between your thoughts and mine will never be resolved.”
“sorry.”
“then.”
hook!
In an instant, the public ambassador’s prayers surrounded the entire forest.
It was truly a lightning-quick operation. Yeonhojeong was not an impossible art, but I never imagined that a public ambassador would have already reached this level.
‘amazing.’
Yeon Ho-jeong was purely amazed.
The public ambassador’s gratuitous ability was at a much higher level than he had vaguely imagined. The level of martial arts was such that the enlightenment of public ambassadors who used it was also supreme.
“How could something that could have such a huge impact be decided on a simple bet?”
“… … .”
“I still have to do it. “Because I am now a Murim lord, not a Buddhist.”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly watching the public speech, nodded.
“All right.”
“Beomohya.”
Beom-oh, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, lowered his head.
“Yes, head four hundred.”
“Stay away.”
“Please don’t get hurt.”
Beom-oh’s calm voice calmed the prayers of the public ambassador and Yeon Ho-jeong even further.
the public ambassador asked.
“Can you do it with your bare hands?”
“It’s okay because it’s not a matter of life or death.”
“Depending on whether you win or lose, your will may be broken.”
“If we can win without lifting an axe, the leader’s stubbornness will be broken more clearly.”
It was a belligerent answer.
That’s what he said, but there was a hint of laughter in his voice.
Ambassador Gong Gong closed his eyes again.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s words were words that should not be taken at face value. His words contained very deep meaning.
And Yeonhojeong will know. That his bid is not just a bet for selection.
Knowing that, he became even more reluctant to let Yeon Ho-jeong go.
“I’m going.”
Tension slowly built up on Yeon Ho-jeong’s smiling face.
“Please come.”
Sreuk.
At that moment, the public ambassador came to the front of Yeonhojeong’s Iljang Street.
‘… … !!’
Although they said they were going, it was a move that was almost like a surprise attack.
There was literally no lightning. However, although it was as fast as a thunderbolt, it did not have the intimidating feeling of a thunderbolt.
As if he had originally been there, the relaxed public ambassador honestly extended his hand.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body spun like a gust of wind.
Qarring!
The intangible tension that erupted along with the sound of thunder shook the entire forest.
It was an incredible tension. It was a martial art that boasted truly destructive power, as if it could turn a rock the size of a house into fine powder with a single blow.
‘Great power, great power!!’
It was a martial arts skill I had seen many times. However, he looks like a martial artist who is fundamentally different from the powerful Geumgang Jang we have seen so far.
The tension containing such immense power exploded in the air, turning that power into nothingness. It was the will of the public ambassador not to destroy foreign objects needlessly.
Yeonhojeong, avoiding the tension by rotating, appeared from the side of Gonggongdaesa.
thud!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s fist, which was swung with Jin-gak, was heavy and powerful, as if it could push down a mountain.
It was Geumryongjinakkwon. The Geumryong Jinakkwon, which was thrown out with all the wriggling yellow dragon flag, contained as much power as the Great Power Geumgangjang.
The public ambassador’s left hand naturally swung.
Pow!
The sound was short, but the air was hot.
An explosive career was destroyed on the spot. He was a legendary martial artist who was considered one of the Shaolin Seventy-Twelve Masters of Shaolin, along with the Great Power Diamond Jang, who blocked the first wave of the Golden Dragon Jinak Fist.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s back was bent as if it would break.
The shock was offset by a light throw, but Yeon Ho-jeong had to absorb the remaining strength. That alone gave me a feeling of pressure that felt like my spine would break.
“Why are you like this?”
Pow!
Ambassador Gong Gong’s hand lightly entered Yeon Ho-jeong’s chest.
In a hit that was neither heavy nor light, Yeonhojeong’s new model was pushed back by more than a dozen pieces.
“I know your skills better than anyone else. “It would never be like this.”
“… … .”
“Is that right? “Do you have to be sincere to show your true strength?”
Yeon Ho-jeong shook off his hair without saying a word.
The public ambassador nodded.
“Be careful.”
Flash!
At the moment when a bolt of lightning seemed to fly, Ambassador Gong Gong’s fist flew towards Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.
Shaolin season Arahant priesthood (阿羅漢神拳).
The light of determination finally appeared in Yeon Ho-jeong’s peaceful eyes.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s fist was filled with Geumryongjinakkwon, Balgyeongsul, which was twice as dense as before.
Kwaang!!
