Episode 47. Is it okay if I just lift my heels?
After a while, Sim Yang-gak, the best master of bloodletting, released the blocked blood vessels of the Taoist priest and monk.
“Phew! Thank you, great heroes!”
“Haa, haa! I, Namu Amitabha. Thank you. Thank you. You will be blessed.”
Poongyeoncho nodded dryly.
I didn’t plan on saving him from the beginning, and I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. If it were before, I would have at least extorted money, but I guess I was tired of acting like I was a dragon for so long.
As the excitement died down, the Taoist priest and monk showed interest in the Five Fengshi.
“Binsung is said to be the site of Ollyunsa Temple. What are the names of your benefactors?”
Chae Ju-pungyeon-cho gave a short answer to the question on the spot.
“We are the people of Obongsan.”
“Ah! You are the heroes of Mt. Obong. Thank you again.”
The scene didn’t ask any more questions.
After learning that he was a hero of the Green Forest, I became more cautious with every word I said.
“Bindo is said to be the king of the Infinite Life Hall.”
Wang Heo also belatedly paid his respects to the Five Fengs and Ten Heroes.
Debtor Tak Go-myeong looked at Hyun-jang and Wang-heo alternately and asked.
“But how did the two of you end up being kidnapped? Did someone hold a grudge against you?”
The scene and Wang Heo waved their hands.
“No, that’s not the case.”
“I have never done anything that would make me feel resentful.”
“Then, you’re saying that you don’t know who tried to kidnap her? And you don’t have anyone who can guess?”
“yes.”
The scene and Wang Heo answered in unison.
Poongyeoncho, who had been watching from the side, intervened quietly.
“Are you both rich?”
“Not at all.”
“no.”
Hyun-jang and Wang-he shook their heads violently.
In fact, both of them were just one of many monks belonging to a temple or a Taoist temple. What if they were the chief priest or the head of a temple? It is impossible for individual monks to have wealth.
“Huh! It’s something you never know even if you know it.”
When Poongyeoncho sighed, Takgo-myeong said a word.
“Big brother, what do you think? We’re not officials. Let’s just end it with one good deed.”
“Well, then.”
The wind chimes were also torn down.
At that time, the scene was carefully cleared.
“Well, I don’t know if it’s true, but I’ve heard that there are some monks who quietly disappear. I thought that was the case… … . Now that something like this has happened, my heart aches.”
“Ah! Now that I think about it, there’s a similar story going around in the Dojo. I thought he had moved to another area… … .”
Wang Heo’s words trailed off.
But the faces of the five Bongsipgeol are not very interested.
The field, which had not yet grasped the atmosphere, received the words with a nervous expression.
“A similar thing happened about twenty-five years ago. Could it be their doing?”
“Oh! Are you talking about the famous church? They were doing a big deal in Gangnam, right?”
“Yumyeonggyo, that’s right. I heard that the Chilpai clan launched a large-scale suppression campaign and the situation was resolved.”
“Could this be the work of a remnant of a famous religious group?”
The two exchanged opinions with serious faces.
The five men lit a fire and listened to the two men’s story with one ear and let it go.
The two people who had been talking for a long time quietly shut their mouths.
The conversation would have continued only if the heroes of Mt. Obong had listened to them, but since they didn’t, they had grown impatient. Only then did the two realize that the heroes of Nokrim had no interest in such matters.
As morning came, the rain began to weaken a little.
The king and the field official bowed with their foreheads touching the ground in greeting, then left the shrine.
However, the five Bongsipgeol had no reason to rush, so they sat down in the shrine.
The five Bongsipgeol practiced the Flying Dragon Rising Movement all day long at the shrine.
Around lunchtime, Han Chae-yeon, who was swinging her sword, glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha.
It’s been almost half a year since I learned how to ascend the dragon.
Now I wanted to learn other techniques. Of course, I knew that even the Flying Dragon Ascension Eclipse alone was amazing. But how could human greed be like that?
Han Chae-yeon timidly approached Yeon Jeok-ha, who was sitting on the windowsill.
“Brother.”
“huh?”
Yeonjeokha, who had been lost in thought while staring at the rain, turned her gaze.
“Um, I’ve now mastered the Dragon Ascension. Can you teach me more?”
Yeonjeok, who had been thinking for a moment, nodded readily.
If I was going to live by the sword anyway, it would have been right to help a little more.
“Okay. I’ll teach you how to do this cannibalistic dragon martial arts. Tell everyone to gather around.”
“Hehehe! Thank you.”
Han Chae-yeon walked around the shrine and called together the five Bong Sip Geol.
When the Five Bongsipgeol gathered, Yeonjeokha got up from her seat.
“You must have been bored learning the Flying Dragon’s Ascension, right? This time, I’ll teach you the Dragon’s Martial Arts. If the first rite starts from the lower level, this rite starts from the upper level.”
Along with the horse, Yeonjeokha lifted the sword above his head.
And he swung his sword while lightly stepping on the dharma.
Even though I didn’t use my power, the wind from the tip of the sword swept in all directions.
“Finally, extend the sword and slightly lift the heel of your hind foot.”
In that moment, a tremendous amount of wind poured out from the tip of the sword and stretched out in a straight line.
puck.
A shower of stones fell from the wall that had been hit directly by the wind.
Yeonjeokha continued speaking, shaking his head.
“It is important to lift your heels about two inches (about 6 centimeters).”
The detailed reason is given in the Hyeonnyeo Gyeong.
The nine-thousand-year-old method utilizes the circulation of the eight meridians in the body. Among them, Yongmucheonsang is a method that draws out energy through the yang and yin channels.
Lee Cheol-san, who had been listening with shining eyes, asked.
“Brother, is there a special reason why you are lifting your heel?”
“It’s to stimulate the yang and yin channels. Did you see that hole in the wall just now?”
“yes.”
“I didn’t even use my powers. I just made it happen with the right posture.”
“Ah! So, does that mean I just have to lift my heel unconditionally?”
“Phew! No way. If that were true, would all the martial artists walk on tiptoe? Only the correct posture of Yongmucheonsang can draw out the power of the Yang and Yin veins.”
“iced coffee!”
Exclamations came out of the mouths of the five great warriors.
The Baekja Gugyeol is amazing, but the Gucheon Sebeop is still amazing no matter how many times you hear it.
“By the way, don’t use your internal energy when cultivating Yongmucheonsang because the shrine will break.”
After hearing the warning, the five Bongsipgeols dispersed.
Sim Yang-gak learned the Yongmu Jeon-sang by stealing a glance from a corner. Although he had not mastered Baekja Gu-gyeol, the Yongmu Cheon-sang itself was quite profound.
‘I’m going crazy. I have to get used to it before I forget… ‘
It’s just a shame that I can’t practice openly like other people.
The rain stopped after three days.
Meanwhile, the Five Bongsipgeols were practicing Yongmucheonsang like crazy inside the shrine. When they left the shrine, a sharp sword wind poured out from the tips of the Five Bongsipgeols’ swords.
***
The speech of the eastern part of Luoyang.
Waryongjang.
Baekseseangbang’s ark, Lee Se-chan, kept his promise like a merchant.
Two months after entrusting the work, the monthly salary of the warriors from Waryongjang was raised to three nyang. This was the result of the excellent work of the Cheongryongdae and Baekhodae.
The name of Waryongjang began to spread beyond words and become known in Luoyang.
Even though the Luoyang military officers began to exert full control, the Waryongjang that had advanced to the upper part was not intimidated.
In fact, there is no place where skill alone is as important as in the upper world. The warriors had to fight against bandits every day, and many people died as a result. Naturally, the warriors’ achievements were highly regarded as their reputation was known to the outside world.
The person who was most delighted with the quick success was Baek Mi-ju.
She immediately accepted fifty more new recruits.
This time, instead of being immediately powerful like the Ronin, I filled half of the group with children. And the twenty-five Ronin members were grouped into the Sangseungdan, and the children were grouped into the Jamryongdan.
The new recruits did not operate in the three-tier system of Heaven, Earth, and Man as before. This was because there were not enough numbers to form three tiers. In addition, the ascending tier was assigned to Yeonmu Baek, and the sleeping tier to Yeonseung Baek.
In terms of the number of disciples, they can be called one of the three great martial arts schools.
The elders of the Yeon family were now keeping an eye on Baek Mi-ju. Since Waryongjang was financially independent, no one could interfere with its management.
As money and disciples overflowed, Waryongjang was bustling from morning to night.
Thanks to the success of his disciples, Yeonmu Baek also earned a nickname.
The unmanned people of Gaebong called him the Waryong Swordsman, even though they had never met him before. They did so out of courtesy, as he was the great general of the warriors from Waryongjang.
Yeonmu Baek, standing tall in the center of the training ground, looked around at the disciples of Sangseungdae.
“What I will teach you today is the Yongmucheonsang, the food of the nine heavenly laws. The first food started in the lower world, but this food starts in the upper world.”
Then, Yeonmu Baek slowly unfolded his Yongmucheonsang.
The demonstration ended with a frontal stab with the tip of the sword.
Yeonmu Baek said while stabbing the sword.
“Look closely at the last posture. What is the shape of the heel supporting the back?”
A man with a keen eye answered loudly.
“The heel is about two inches high!”
“I see. This way, the tip of the sword can be moved forward by more than four inches. That means the distance from which you can attack increases. In swordsmanship, a single inch of distance can determine life or death. Do you need me to tell you how important it is to increase the distance by more than four inches?”
“yes!”
“All right!”
As the disciples answered bravely, a satisfied smile appeared on Yeonmu Baek’s face.
“Repeat it a hundred times so that it becomes a habit. Baek Dae-ju, come out and teach me.”
Baek Nan-young, the most skilled of the ronin, came forward.
With her pale, small face and long hair tied back, she was quite a beauty.
Yeonmu Baek gave her a glance, then turned around and left the training ground.
Yeonmu Baek headed straight to the inner quarters.
Yeonmu Baek squinted slightly as he met Yeonseonju wandering around the yard on the way.
“I heard you’ve been hanging out with some weird guys lately. Just be gentle. If your mother hears about it, you’ll be in big trouble.”
The speaker has been meeting with young people in Luoyang recently. When he was young, he never went beyond his words, but as he grew up, his scope of activities expanded, and now he practically lives in Luoyang.
It was clear that Baek Mi-ju, who was sensitive to reputation, would not let it go if she found out.
“Oh my! What strange guys. What do you think of our Luoyang Five Heroes?”
“Wow! Luoyang Five Heroes? Who called you the Five Heroes?”
“No one knows now, but someday they will.”
“Yes, if it gets to your mother’s ears, she will know. Then you will probably become the Luoyang Four Knights. She will cut your hair short and not let you go out.”
“Tch! Don’t ignore me just because I’m doing well. I’ll shake off the hyeopyeong soon too.”
“Tsk tsk!”
Yeonmu Baek clicked his tongue and looked at his younger sister.
The second son, Seungbaek, is diligent in learning martial arts, but the third son is a problem because he only hangs out.
“Huh! Idiot! It’s Merong.”
The speaker stuck his tongue out at Yeonmu Baek and ran outside.
Yeonmu Baek shook his head while looking at his younger brother’s back, then walked to the inner quarters.
After a long time, the hat sat across from the guest room.
Yeonmu Baek, who had been fiddling with his teacup for a while, spoke carefully.
“I heard from Uncle Yeon yesterday. He said he was going to accept more disciples.”
At Yeonmu Baek’s words, Baek Mi-ju closed the ledger she was reading.
“Tsk tsk, Uncle Yeon misunderstood. The new disciple will be accepted after the Sangseungdae is sent out.”
“They are not ready yet. Besides, weren’t they originally accepted to fill the vacancies left by the Blue Dragon and White Tiger?”
Yeonmu Baek looked at his mother with eyes full of discontent.
Sending out meant sending off as a guard to the upper world. It was not something to say to new disciples who had only been in training for a month.
Wuxia,
