Episode 50. The Law of the Wild
Han Chae-yeon, who had been whispering with Lee Cheol-san for a while, suddenly turned her head to the eldest, Poong Yeon-cho.
“But let’s say that’s what we’re going to do, big brother?”
He is asking whether he will continue to remain in Mt. Obong.
Poongyeoncho, who had hesitated for a moment because of the sense of responsibility she felt as Chaeju, confessed her true feelings.
“Ugh, when I get to the level where I can build my own body, I think I’ll go to Gaebong.”
He was thinking of visiting the family he had left behind ten years ago.
“If the second one follows me, the third and fourth ones will have to take care of the mountain vegetables later.”
Third, Ma Hyeong-do and fourth, Heo Im-dal nodded.
Han Chae-yeon asked her second son, Tak Go-myeong.
“Are you going with your older brother?”
“Oh. Because I’ve been with my older brother for a long time. Actually, I’m an orphan, so I don’t have anywhere else to go.”
“I see… … .”
As the story reached this point, the five Bongsipgeol looked at each other with sad expressions. They were together now, but they were worried that they would one day be separated.
But, never does everything go as planned.
It remains to be seen whether the future of the Five Bongsipgeols will turn out as they wish.
***
Hanam-seong, Yeoju.
The underground of the Milky Way Galaxy on the banks of the river.
A man in his fifties stood there, holding a spear in one hand and a sharpened long sword in the other.
A monk in his fifties kneels before him. Judging from his stiff upper body and terrified face, he seems to have had his blood vessels subdued.
“… … The extreme difficulty of the three realms of hell and the release of the five sufferings of hell. The demon lord of the hidden camp is crying and crying like a law. Sa-ba-ha.”
A man who had memorized a long, drawn-out spell swung his sword.
In an instant, the monk’s head was separated from his torso.
Blood gushed from the severed neck, filling the air with the pungent scent of blood.
The red fog flowed from the cross-section of the neck, through the armpit, and into the man’s back.
The man closed his eyes and gently shook his upper body from side to side with an ecstatic expression on his face.
As time passed, the red fog no longer appeared.
Finally, the man opened his eyes.
The sharp light poured out like lightning.
Then, about a dozen people who had been standing in the darkness spoke in one voice.
“Congratulations on becoming Baekdu Horse Army.”
***
Shaolin Temple in Sung Shan, Hanam Province.
Master Hyeonbaek, the head of the Shaolin Temple, looked at the gap in the Dharma Master with puzzled eyes.
He was a man of principle who never once brought up personal matters, even though he was his own priest. But he came to the headmaster’s office and asked for a favor.
“Amitabha. So, it seems that something has happened to the older brother of the blank priest. Do you want to investigate?”
“yes.”
“I wonder what on earth is going on that makes the priest say such things.”
“I would like to check it out because it seems similar to an incident from twenty years ago.”
At that moment, Ambassador Hyun Baek’s face slightly hardened.
“Are you doubting the famous church?”
“That’s right.”
“Hmm! It’s not that I don’t trust the priest’s judgment, but it’s such an important issue, so please explain in detail.”
“I have an older brother who became a monk before me. He was living at Bogwangsa Temple in Yeoju, but he went missing some time ago.”
“It can’t just be because my brother disappeared, right?”
“A few days ago, you sent me a letter saying, ‘I feel like someone is watching me,’ and ‘I don’t have a good feeling about this, so let’s meet up.’ But before I could visit, you stopped… … .”
“Is there anything that could be considered resentment?”
“He has been a monk for over thirty years. Even before that, he was far from resentful.”
“May I ask why you are suspicious of the famous religion?”
Ambassador Hyun Baek stared at the blank ambassador.
It’s not an ordinary situation, but I think it’s insufficient to associate it with a famous religion.
“The number of missing Taoist priests and monks in Hanam Province has already exceeded 300. Recently, such incidents have been occurring more frequently. Wasn’t it similar twenty-five years ago? Famous religious leaders would secretly carry out their work, and at some point, as if they were competing, they would kidnap people. I think they were infected with demonic spirits and their rational judgment was clouded. I think it’s the same now.”
“So are you saying that the patience of the famous believers who were hiding has run out?”
“Or maybe you’re just feeling impatient with your goal in sight.”
“Goals. What do you think their goals are?”
“I don’t know. It disappeared into the darkness before I could figure it out.”
“Then wouldn’t it be better to ask the Justice League to investigate?”
“It’s just my thoughts for now. If there are any meaningful results, I will contact the Justice Alliance.”
“Okay, let’s do that. Who do you plan on moving with?”
“I have come to you, Jangmun-in, because although it is convenient for the disciples of the Dharma Hall, it does not seem to be the work of the Dharma Hall. I would like you to take a few of the disciples with you.”
“Let’s do that. There are some newly selected Nahans, so let’s use them. It will be a good experience for them too.”
“Oh, are you talking about the five Arhats?”
“That’s right. They don’t have any experience in the martial arts world, so they shouldn’t try too hard. If your brother’s case really involves a famous religion, they’ll be too much for him alone.”
“OK. Thank you.”
“Thank you. Don’t judge too hastily about your brother. He might be out of town on other matters. I hope everything turns out well.”
“Yes. I wish I could be like that. Since you are a person who has nothing to do with the world… … .”
Gongbaek sincerely hoped that his brother had left Bogwangsa Temple for another reason, even though he knew that it was unlikely.
***
Hanamseong opening.
Baekse Sangbang.
Bang Joo Lee Se-chang greeted Baek Mi-ju, who had come to visit him after a long time, with a bright smile on his face.
“Madam Baek, how have you been? It’s so cold outside, why are you coming all the way here? I’m glad to see you, Madam Baek.”
Lee Se-chang racked his brain, but he couldn’t figure out why she had come to see him.
The monthly salary of the warriors of the Blue Dragon and White Dragon was three nyang, which was close to the highest in the industry. Moreover, it was the middle of winter, so there was no situation to further expand the upper ranks.
Unlike before when she was busy, Baek Mi-ju, who had grown up, greeted me leisurely.
“I came out to the opening ceremony and thought of you, so I stopped by to get a cup of tea. I wonder if I bothered you when you’re so busy.”
“Haha, how dare you interrupt. Isn’t Mrs. Baek a strong partner of our Baekse Sangbang? You are always welcome.”
Contrary to her words that she had ‘come to have a cup of tea’, Baek Mi-ju started talking about something heavy as soon as she sat down.
“It’s easy to talk to you since you said you’re my partner. I wish you would treat our Waryongjang more like a partner. What do you think?”
“What are you talking about?”
“I think it’s time for Waryongjang to take over the management of Samhwa Inn, Saju House, and Baekyangru, which are operated by Baeksesangbang.”
“That’s in the Changhaemu-gwan… … .”
“Oh my, you caused damage to the upper class, so why are you still doing business with them?”
“That may be true, but this is something that Changhaemu-gwan has been doing for a long time. Besides, if we cut off our business, Changhaemu-gwan would have immediate difficulties in management… … .”
“I’ll be honest with you. Our Waryongjang’s situation isn’t all that great. I want to raise Waryongjang to be a great martial arts house, but to do that, I need your help. I hope you’ll push a little harder.”
“Hmm! The three martial arts worlds… … .”
A slurred voice came out of Lee Se-chang’s mouth.
I had guessed it as I saw Waryongjang continuously accepting disciples, but it was a bit burdensome when I actually heard it. However, I have no intention of picking on someone who is not an official. Waryongjang’s growing power is good for Baekse Sangbang as well.
‘Ugh, I feel a little bad about cutting off the last of Changhaemu’s money… … .’
But, when you think about your future relationship with Waryongjang, there is no need to worry.
“Okay, I understand. I will help you as much as I can.”
There is no such thing as a free lunch. Lee Se-chang was planning to entrust Waryongjang with the management of various businesses and get something else.
“I know you say that, but I have a favor to ask.”
“What is it?”
“I would like you to take responsibility for the escort of me and the agent at Waryongjang. The commander of the Changhae Army may become dissatisfied with this incident and try to harm us.”
Of course, the Changhaemu-gwan was just an excuse. He wanted to expand his business a little more strongly with the help of Waryongjang. Waryongjang’s escort was essential to carry out that task. There would be a Mu-gwan behind the other merchants as well.
“all right.”
Baek Mi-ju readily agreed.
In any case, in order to rise to the ranks of the powerful martial arts families, we must compete with the powerful martial arts families. I plan to use this opportunity to clearly demonstrate the power of Waryongjang to the martial arts families of Gaebong. If we do this, we will soon be called the powerful martial arts family.
In this way, Baek Mi-ju’s ambition and Lee Se-chang’s greed joined hands. It was a combination that would not have been possible if Waryongjang was weak or Baek Se-sang-bang did not have money.
The struggle for supremacy triggered by these two people later gave birth to a huge group called the Ten-Seven Sangbang.
***
Mt. Obong.
Obongsanchae.
When spring came, he taught the three meals to the five great men of the same age.
The five Bong Shibgeols, who had been close to masters with just the first and second meals, transformed into tigers with wings attached to their spouses by the third meal.
Now, when I unfolded this formula, a fairly strong sword wind poured out.
Compared to Yeonjeokha, it was only a breeze, but even so, the realm of swordsmanship was like a miracle to the Five Bongsipgeol. Swordsmanship is ultimately a manifestation of energy, and at the end of it is swordsmanship. In other words, it is the beginning of the path to the martial arts of ascension.
These days, the thieves of O Bong San Chae were desperate to learn a recipe from the owner of the vegetable, Poong Yeon Cho. They couldn’t teach him openly, but they asked for advice whenever they had the chance.
Whenever that happened, Poongyeoncho did not refuse and shared his insights without reserve. As a result, the bandits did not complain when Poongyeoncho did not go on a mountain hike. Rather, they were anxious to catch Poongyeoncho’s eye.
Simyanggak, who had come out to get some fresh air, stopped.
Today too, in the front yard, the thieves and Poongyeoncho were talking about martial arts.
‘Tsk!’
A feeling welled up in me that I wasn’t sure if it was a stomachache or jealousy.
In martial arts, it is more important to go the right way than to go fast. Even if you become an expert quickly through magic, you will eventually be defeated by the right way for that reason.
However, it is incredible that the speed of the Obongshipgeol is no less than that of magic while going on the right path.
I was dying to know the secret, but I tried to ignore it. How could I, a level 1 master, ask for teachings from a current level master, Feng Yan Chu?
When Sim Yang-gak saw it, the martial arts of the five Bong-sip-geol were already close to that of the poisonous heart of Huang Yao-ming. It was already a high-level master. After only one year of learning the internal and external arts, he had reached the level of a high-level master? Even when he saw it from the side, he couldn’t believe it.
Recently, Huang Yaoming had also caught on to this and stopped looking down on Wu Feng Shi Jie. In fact, there was no one who would listen to Huang Yaoming’s words.
‘Tch! Those shallow bastards… … .’
Sim Yang-gak climbed the mountain because he didn’t like the sight of thieves wagging their tails at Pungyeoncho.
As I was walking aimlessly, I soon arrived at the top of Mt. Obongsan.
When he saw the back of Yeonjeokha in the distance, Simyanggak thought, ‘Oh no.’
It’s been a long time since Mt. Obong’s first peak was banned, but I forgot about it.
As Sim Yang-gak turned around in a hurry, Yeon Jeok-ha’s voice was heard in his ear.
“Old man, do you have something to ask me?”
Wuxia,
