Burning fire under heavy rain (7)
“Huh!”
Yeon Ho-jeong woke up without realizing it and looked around.
“Heo-eok, heo-eok.”
My breathing was heavy.
My whole body was drenched in sweat. After reaching this point, it was the first time she felt something wrong with her body, even though she wasn’t fighting for her life.
My body was covered in cold sweat and trembled with chills. The bloodshot eyes were also not normal.
‘What was it?’
It was a strange dream.
It was a dream, but it was never a fantasy.
Dan Sang-jeon of Yeon Ho-jeong, who escaped the realm of humans, realized that the dream he had was ‘reality’. No matter how she thought about it, it was a dream that made no sense, but Yeon Ho-jeong trusted her intuition more than her reason.
‘Why him?!’
Lord, I remember the moment I cut off the head of the man who deserved to be killed.
The cracked windbreaker had reached its limit. Furthermore, the inner strength of the Saeumgyoju, which made him close to the Diamond Buddha, was also extremely unstable.
There was only one chance. If he didn’t strike at the right time, his arm would be broken along with the windbreaker, and if he swung at the right time, he could blow off the head of the abominable bastard.
Fortunately, Yeon Ho-jeong, who showed extreme concentration, accurately targeted the loophole of the Saeum cult.
As a result, he cut off the head of the Saeum cult leader and was able to win the ‘game’.
‘How is that possible?’
The decapitated corpse got up and walked alone.
I have seen cases where the body fell while running without even realizing that its head had been cut. In a battle between groups, whether small or large, it is difficult to distinguish between enemy and enemy, and as time passes, it becomes impossible to think about anything other than moving your body.
Among the soldiers of the Murim Alliance, the Black Emperor, and the Three Religions, there were many who died without knowing how they died. There were people who tried to shout without realizing that their lower jaw was gone, people who tried to swing their arm even though their arm was gone, and people who tried to kill the enemy without realizing that one side of their head was crushed.
But does the body that ‘fell down’ with its head blown off rise again?
That is impossible even for non-polar water. It was questionable whether such a thing would be possible, even for a immortal, beyond a non-geuksu.
Yeon Ho-jeong flopped down on the bed.
Drops of sweat dripped down the floor.
‘What the hell…’ … .’
Just think of it as an ominous dream and ignore it. He had work to do and no time to worry about such nonsense.
However, because that ridiculous matter was related to the leader of the Saeum cult, there was nothing more important to Yeon Ho-jeong.
I’ve never met a Gwanghyeol cult leader, but no matter how devilish a person he may be, I don’t think he would be as good as the Four Eum cult leader. He was smart, unconventional, and stronger than anyone else, and attacked the midfield like a beast with a human brain.
‘Certainly not, right?’
It’s possible that he moved even after his head was cut off. That was surprising, but what was really strange was that the unidentified smoke flowing from the severed head of the Saeum cult leader entered Moyonggun’s mouth.
What is that smoke? Yeon Ho-jeong didn’t know.
Although I couldn’t know it with my head, I realized with my intuition that the acting was something that could turn around the death of the Saeum cult leader.
‘Nonsense. There is no way to reverse the outcome of death. Unless you turn back time… … .’
At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong trembled as a chill ran up his spine.
He had seen someone survive the absolute consequence of death.
‘me?!’
Yes. He himself was like that.
No, strictly speaking, what happened to him was somewhat different from that of the Four Eums cultists.
Yeonhojeong reversed what should have happened, a process that clearly existed. Not only did he survive, but he also returned back in time to this world.
In other words, it is a reversal of time. Yeon Ho-jeong’s survival was just a ‘change’ with the passage of time, and it was not a return to the past with the body of that era.
But the Saeum religious leader was different. He seemed to be trying to reverse death only through his own will, without going back in time.
I haven’t seen the results, but the fact that it was even attempted is a miracle in itself.
‘Come to think of it.’
Before I knew it, the cold sweat stopped.
Although the chills were still there, Yeon Ho-jeong’s expression regained its original coolness.
“… … “The same goes for the bright-blooded chief priests.”
Sacheon, and Cheonghae.
There he saw the soul of a dead person who had descended in the body of another person.
Of course, their martial arts skills, which survived by borrowing someone else’s body, were close to half.
If it is natural, it is natural. A true expert is someone who has mastered the Spirit of Jeonggi (精氣神). Even if you take only God, the realm of the soul, and put it on another person’s body, it is impossible to demonstrate its full power.
Of course, because his level in life was so great, even with only half his martial arts skills, he was able to use martial arts that could not be matched by most masters, but if he faced real masters, even the life he gained once again would be useless.
‘Burn.’
It occurred to me that each of the three religions tries to achieve immortality in different ways.
Shinhwaism attempted to approach immortality through Hwajeong. Looking at Ki Cheon-woong, it can be said that Shinhwa Church ultimately failed. Hwajeong had increased the regenerative power of his body to its limit, but if his head was cut off or his five organs and six organs received a serious blow, he had no choice but to die.
It appears that the Gwanghyeolgyo attempted to gain access to immortality through a tactic of threatening divorce. Since the soul possesses the body of another person and takes complete control, it can be seen as a more plausible approach than any semantics of mythology.
But the side effects will be much worse than Hwajeong. Hwajeong was also a technique that ignored the providence of Mother Nature, but it was also a technique that at least maintained the minimum level of common sense.
On the other hand, the Gwanghyeolgyo’s Divorce Revenge is truly a traditional reverse heavenly technique. In fact, countless groups of Sima Mao Daoist groups attempted to threaten divorce, and all except Gwanghyeolgyo failed.
So what about Saeumgyo?
‘How on earth are they trying to achieve immortality?’
At that time, the dream scene came to mind once again.
The Saeum religious leader moved with his head cut off and poured unidentifiable smoke into Moyonggun’s mouth.
If that is the path to immortality, Saeumgyo can also be seen as having chosen a path that is no different from that of Gwanghyeolgyo. Of course, the strangeness stands out in the fact that the dead body moves on its own.
“Damn it.”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who cursed, shook his head.
‘What on earth is that dream? Is that true? Even if it’s true, it’s strange. I don’t know what happens in that time zone. This happened after I died. But how can you have such a dream?’
Although he thought about it for a while, Yeon Ho-jeong could only consider it to be ‘true.’ Reason kept telling him it was impossible, but his intuition convinced him as time went by that it was true.
“Damn, I feel like I’m possessed by a ghost. Suddenly, out of nowhere, you end up fighting the cult leader… … .”
At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes widened.
“uh?”
Yeon Ho-jeong woke up without realizing it and thought about what had happened in his dream.
I remembered it a few times, and tried to forget a few times. And then I thought about it again.
“… … Unbelievable.”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was staring blankly into space, slowly stretched out his fist.
Boom. Boom.
Even though it stretched slowly, the air in the room seemed to be shaking.
Although there was no set framework, it was a movement that showed reckless aggression. He was a tactician who destroyed the enemy without retreating.
“White Tiger?!”
Yeon Ho-jeong tried moving his feet.
The surprise on his face grew as he walked around the fairly spacious room, waving his fist.
“Sashinmu is back?!”
Hyeonmu, Baekho, Suzaku, and Blue Dragon.
After awakening the yellow dragon, Sasinmu lost his fighting spirit, as if someone had intervened and cut out part of his memory.
But now it all came to mind. There was little unfamiliarity with regaining what was lost. I was so used to it that my hands and feet went out on their own.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who had performed the Four Gods Dance several times, raised the Hwangryongsinwanggi.
Coogugung.
A golden dragon living near the solar plexus, under a huge lake, raised its head.
‘It’s normal.’
Hwangryongshinwanggong remains the same. Even excluding Sasinmu, he remembered all the martial arts he had learned and mastered so far.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face became serious.
‘Something was strange. I’ve never thought about it too deeply, but it was definitely not normal for me to forget the Four Gods after awakening the Yellow Dragon.’
I thought of my teacher.
Although his teacher was the strongest man of all time and era, having achieved the status of the Yellow Dragon, he did not lose his identity as a warrior of the Four Gods.
The teacher’s movements teaching my young self the delicate movements were full of familiarity. Even though I awakened the yellow dragon, I did not forget the Sasinmu.
However, he awakened the yellow dragon and lost his Sashinmu.
Yeon Ho-jeong thought it was because of the ‘vessel’. The teacher’s vessel is wide and deep, and there will be no problem even if he embraces all the martial arts in the world.
On the other hand, he himself did not have much talent. It is a miracle that he reached the Yellow Dragon with that talent. However, he thought that in order to deal with the great power called the Yellow Dragon, there were some things he would have to give up.
That’s why I didn’t think deeply about the loss of Sashinmu.
But when I think about it now, it was strange.
Hwangryongsinwanggong itself was the path to the Tao through martial arts. If Hwangryongsinwanggong is a martial art that discusses the ultimate in radish, it makes no sense to forget about the Four Gods Dance, regardless of the size of the vessel.
‘I don’t know, really.’
Not only did I have a dream of a time that I will never know, but even the Sasin dance that I had forgotten came back.
Yeon Ho-jeong could not feel any emotion other than confusion in this uninterpretable situation. And that was what Yeon Ho-jeong hated the most.
“I guess I’ll have to ask you something.”
Let’s leave aside for a moment the matter of Saeum religious leaders. The important thing is always ‘self’.
Yeon Ho-jeong left the room and went to see her father.
A father who knows his past life and has pioneered the great realm of mind and sword will be able to give an excellent answer, even if it is not the correct answer.
* * *
Unfortunately, Yeon Ho-jeong could not ask his father for an answer right away.
“Hojeong!”
“father?”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face hardened as he looked around.
The atmosphere in the imperial palace was hot as if on fire. There was a mixture of tremendous tension, subtle fear, and the will to explode.
“Could it be that the enemy has come?!”
“Yes. Suspicious movement was spotted this morning. “Based on the information from the scouts, it appears that they are waiting about 30 miles away right now.”
Even in the midst of the urgency, Yeon Ho-jeong was confused.
“You mean morning? “I have not received any such information.”
“It looks like you were tired. So I didn’t wake him up on purpose. “I was planning on going to wake you up right away.”
Yeonwi pointed to the sky.
“It’s already been five days since you fell asleep.”
“yes?!”
“I didn’t know either. “Your state is so great that I thought you wouldn’t need food and water, so I left you alone.”
Holy shit!
Yeon Ho-jeong shouted urgently.
“What is your current troop composition? No, I will go to the imperial palace, North City, myself!”
“do not worry. Because everything was organized in advance. Let’s go first.”
The two father and son immediately flew to the imperial palace, Beukseong.
