Absolute Sword Sense

[Episode 90: Room leader’s condition (2)]

“Listen to Shaolin!”

A powerful voice resonated loudly through the square in front of Hoegeum-dong.

All the ordinary monks covered their ears as if they were in pain.

Even the Arhat monks frowned at the shouts filled with energy.

“Tongue… the power of a blood demon is so strong.”

“He is truly one of the five great evildoers.”

As the power of Shaolin gathered in, alertness bloomed on the faces of the monks whose fighting spirit had risen.

The purpose of putting emphasis on the voice was to break their morale to some extent, but it seems to have been quite effective.

Now I have to control the application of air force.

I opened my mouth again.

“This position is the leader of the blood religion and the current blood religion.”

A voice that echoes and spreads throughout the square.

However, none of the monks moved a muscle.

I've already been informed about my identity, so there doesn't seem to be much of a response to this.

-I'm disappointed?

Why are you so disappointed?

It's not like I like being the center of attention.

Anyway, since Master Bangjang Jingak, the person in charge of Shaolin, has appeared, I should get to the point.

“Wolakgeom Samachak is my father-in-law. “Keeping such a person locked up in a golden prison is tantamount to treating his duties lightly.”

-Roaring!

When the word ‘father-in-law’ was mentioned, the room became noisy.

It was the same for all of the Eight Great Lakes, the Ten Precepts, the Ten Masters, and the Arhat monks.

It seems they only informed me that I had invaded Shaolin because it was urgent.

Master Bangjang Jingak, too, must have only just found out about this fact, and was having a conversation with Master Gyeongjong Janggyeonggakju and another old monk next to him.

Looking at the shape of the lips,

[Do you mean there was such a relationship between Sima Siju and the blood demon of the time?]

[Hehehe, this is truly a rare thing to see. Bangjang Ambassador.]

[Amitabha Buddha. Rather, I was somewhat surprised to hear that a blood demon broke into the headquarters alone, but he seemed to have a human side.]

The reactions were calmer than expected.

Perhaps because they were old monks who were deeply disciplined, they seemed to think that I, who could be considered the head of the Sa sect, had my own reason for invading Shaolin.

-Isn’t this going to go smoothly?

If that were the case, we wouldn't exhaust each other's energy, but would that really be the case?

Even though it is not involved in the secular world, Shaolin takes pride in being the center of Jeongsong.

Anyway, I should get to the point.

“For that alone, our school should punish Shaolin, but we must make sure that we get our backs. I heard that Shaolin helped me when my father-in-law was in critical condition. Therefore, we would like to make sure that there are no unpleasant incidents between us.”

In other words, they wanted to replace what you held on to and what saved their lives.

It could be done in a more negotiation-like manner, but there was also a position that this was the head of an organization called blood religion.

You cannot give the impression that you have surrendered to Shaolin.

The Shaolin monks could not hide their anger at my words.

“That’s him!”

“no. Are you going to break into our headquarters and pretend it never happened?”

“Are you looking down on Shaolin?!”

As expected, the reaction was extremely harsh.

I didn't think it would end without any conflict with them anyway.

Rather, he must clearly gain the upper hand over Shaolin at this point so that he can never touch his father-in-law and Sima Ying again.

At that time, the old monk to the left of Master Bangjang Jingak spoke.

“Amitabha Buddha. “Theravada says it is Yeokgeungyeongjeonjugyeonggo.”

That person is Yeokgeungyeong Jeonju.

Sorim is one of the three candidates for the next head of the room.

As he was in charge of managing military affairs along with Jang Gyeong-gak, his martial arts skills were also unusual.

At first glance, the energy was felt to have reached the peak of transcendence.

Ambassador Gyeong-o continued speaking.

“If the Sima Shijue there is your father-in-law, then the right thing to do would have been to make a formal request to the headquarters. “But trespassing so carelessly is not an act of disrespecting the headquarters, which is a sacred place for Buddhism.”

At those words, Sima Ying, who was quietly watching, became furious.

“Are you saying that it is a good thing that you imprison my father as he pleases?”

Master Gyeong-o responded to Sima Ying's anger with a sigh.

“Amitabha Buddha. I have never told the Bodhisattva before. Bodhisattva's father harmed many innocent people. That fear would extend to the Bodhisattva and his future generations, so how could it be so...”

“Great Master Gyeong-o.”

My father-in-law interrupted Ambassador Gyeong-oh’s words.

My father-in-law’s expression was not good.

Judging by this, it appears that Sima Ying did not know that Master Gyeong-o had said this.

“Did you scare my daughter with Buddhist teachings?”

“Huh. dole. How can you accept it like that? “If the Lord does not repent and wipe away the accumulated fear...”

“Stop!”

My father-in-law urged him.

This is the first time I've seen him get angry so loudly.

I never thought my thoughts about Sima Young, a womanizer, would be so deep.

My father-in-law stepped forward and said.

“I, Sima Chak, even though I had a lot of blood on my hands, I tried to live a life without any deviations so as not to be ashamed of my only child. But who would disparage my life and bring shame to my daughter?”

-Gooooooo!

When my father-in-law opened the true energy, a strong wind pressure occurred.

The monks could not hide their bewilderment and recited sutras at the rebellious spirit that was full of life.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

To recover this much strength in such a short period of time.

It was amazing, it was truly amazing.

However, since my father-in-law's Seven Great Qi Gates have been sealed for a long time, it will be difficult for him to produce more than half of his original capacity.

-Your monster craftsman. You have great pride.

It's worth it.

I also heard this from Sima Ying.

It is said that his father, Sima Chak, harmed countless people, but never killed anyone without reason.

It was said that most of the people my father-in-law killed were known as evildoers or members of the Sima Mao clan.

There were such standards, but of course there was no way they would touch ordinary people.

Because he was such a father, Sima Ying never felt embarrassed or ashamed of his father-in-law.

Then it happened.

“Hehehe. “Sama Siju.”

A voice full of energy and refreshing laughter echoed throughout the hall.

The owner of that voice was Ambassador Gyeongjong, the owner of the Tripitaka Koreana.

Before I knew it, Ambassador Gyeongjong was crossing the hall and his father-in-law was approaching.

“Ambassador Gyeongjong.”

He is the person who saved my father-in-law through Ouyang Jin-gyeong.

Of course, the chill that had reached the bone marrow was left behind without being completely removed.

As soon as he came out, my father-in-law's life collapsed.

“Do you remember what the Lord said to the monk?”

“There’s no way I can’t do it.”

“The Lord has agreed to receive Buddha’s teachings in exchange for relieving the chill that has penetrated my body. But are you going to break this?”

I frowned at Ambassador Gyeongjong’s words.

My father-in-law said those words with his own mouth?

I was puzzled, but my father-in-law said,

“It’s different from what I remember.”

“different?”

“Didn’t the Master say that if I were to receive treatment in Shaolin, he would not be able to let me go after having accumulated so much karma as a Buddhist disciple? So I didn’t say I would accept it.”

It seems like each other's intentions were strangely different.

Master Gyeongjong recited a sutra to Amitabha Buddha and said:

“Of all the sins committed in Buddhism, the greatest is, of course, killing. Lord Sima has committed so many evil deeds. But how can I just let you go?”

“But what do you plan to do if you absolutely have to go?”

“I will fulfill my duties as a Buddhist disciple.”

-Gooooooo!

As soon as he finished saying those words, hot heat flowed from Ambassador Gyeongjong’s body.

It was said that Ouyang Jin-gyeong was a martial artist of Yang Gang, and it was truly a masterpiece.

Looking at the fighting spirit in Master Gyeongjong's eyes, it appears that he was motivated by martial arts skills before becoming a monk.

It was a Shaolin temple that was cut off from the world.

How many chances will there be to compete with one of the top five masters in Moorim?

However, my father-in-law was not fully recovered right now.

Even if I was higher in terms of level, my opponent was the best master of Shaolin Temple and the best master of martial arts Yeo Geun-gyeong and Se Su-gyeong Ouyang Jin-gyeong.

“I am grateful to the Ambassador for saving my life, but I must leave Shaolin.”

“If you do that, what kind of words do you need to say?”

-Pot!

Ambassador Gyeongjong was the first to give a new punishment to his father-in-law.

The haze rising from his scarlet hands seemed to be about to unleash Ouyang Jinjing's martial arts skills.

“joy!”

My father-in-law snorted and fired the new model as well.

It seemed like he was going to do his best to deal with it from the beginning because his internal energy had not recovered as his sharp sword was bent around the index finger where his index and middle fingers were gathered.

It was right then.

-Sureuk!

Before I knew it, my new form became blurred and appeared between the two masters who were about to collide.

“Anit!”

“you!”

Both of us were embarrassed, probably not expecting me to suddenly intervene, but couldn't stop eating.

It was too fleeting a moment for that to happen.

But

-PapaPapaPap!

I stood there and used Seol-eumji in my left hand and Hwayang Seon-kwon in my right to block the two masters' chosik at the same time.

Master Gyeongjong could not hide his surprise when Ouyang Jin-gyeong blocked Yang Gang's long-range attack with a cold technique.

“Handling the chill?”

-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!

Master Gyeongjong, who had collided with the two Chosik, widened the distance by using footwork.

On the other hand, my father-in-law was unable to stop the momentum and hit the new model in one go after hitting Suman Han.

Normally, my father-in-law would have criticized me for interfering, but he stared at me with narrowed eyes as if he was surprised that he displayed a martial arts technique filled with the energy of cold and strong energy at the same time.

Then he said:

“What are you doing?”

“My father-in-law has just released his seven Qi Gates and is not yet in good health. I was afraid that he might overexert himself and hurt his energy, so I joined in out of old age.”

“You...”

I said this carefully because I am a proud father-in-law, but I wonder if it will be okay.

My father-in-law, who was staring at me, sighed and then silently walked towards Sima Ying.

It was completely entrusted to me.

At this, I slightly bowed my head and turned to Ambassador Gyeongjong.

Then he spoke in a voice mixed with exclamation.

“Amitabha Buddha. “I heard through rumors that the current leader of the Blood Cult reached a high level, but it seems like the rumors were not exaggerated but rather downplayed.”

“That is an overstatement. “It is rather surprising that no one knew that such a sleeping dragon was hiding in Shaolin.”

“How could a monk covet fame?”

-Chiiiiii!

As Ambassador Gyeongjong said that, a pure white haze rose from the palm of his hand.

The chill of Seol-eumji was driven away by the Yang River energy of Ouyang Jin-gyeong.

Ambassador Gyeongjong said to me while taking a stance.

“The Hinayana may have to risk his life. However, I think it will be an honorable position for a military officer.”

It was Gyeongjong who, after bumping into a Chosik, immediately realized that I was in a higher state than him.

However, seeing that his spirit of victory did not subside, he was a warrior from heaven.

If you can defeat the best Shaolin master, you will be able to break their momentum even further.

Then I heard someone shouting.

“Stop.”

The origin of that voice was none other than the master of Shaolin, Jin-gak.

Master Jingak was walking forward.

Is it because he believes he has no chance of winning alone that he wants to join forces?

But then something unexpected came out of his mouth.

“Jang Gyeong-gak, please step down.”

“Bangjang Ambassador!”

“What can a person who practices Buddhism do if he cannot overcome the spirit of victory?”

At his urging, Ambassador Gyeongjong bowed his head and placed his hands together as if he were embarrassed.

“Amitabha Buddha.”

As Master Gyeongjong took a few steps back, Master Bangjang Jingak walked towards me, dragging the Beopjang.

“Amitabha Buddha. The introduction is late. “I don’t have enough monks, but I’m Jin-gak, the head of Shaolin here.”

It was Bangjang Jingak Ambassador who bowed his head while putting his hands together.

There was not the slightest rudeness in it.

Since the old monk, who is well over eighty years old, greets us with such politeness, it seems that he cannot be arrogant in order to suppress his momentum.

“Are you the leader of a blood religion?”

I also took a bow and bowed.

Then Master Bangjang Jingak spoke to me.

“It seems that the leader of the blood religion of the time is different from the blood demon that the old man knew.”

“...What do you mean by that?”

“I know that you have not used any action against any of the disciples at the headquarters.”

“I just didn’t want to see blood on Buddha’s land.”

Master Bangjang Jingak smiled kindly at my words and said,

“Among the leaders of your religion, there were many who took even such easy tasks lightly. “But didn’t the sect leader not only protect it, but also called all the monks from the headquarters to come here?”

“The Ambassador is a bastard who attaches importance to something that is not a big deal.”

I seem to be giving it a different meaning than what I intended.

It was difficult to read what the intention was.

At that time, Master Bangjang Jingak spoke in a low voice.

“Isn’t the reason you’ve gathered everyone here because the sect leader is confident that he can overcome this difficulty through martial arts?”

‘!?'

I couldn't help but be surprised.

I never expected that he would see through my true feelings.

This is not a concept of superior resourcefulness or anything like that, but I think Master Bangjang Jingak's insight is better than I thought.

I said while looking at him blankly.

“Now that you know my intention, what will Master Bangjang do?”

“There is a saying that even something as strong as a bamboo can break, and there is a saying that if thin branches come together, it is difficult to break it. Even if the religious leader has reached the world’s best martial arts level, I do not believe that if the monks at the headquarters work together, we will not be able to overcome any crisis.”

Master Bangjang Jingak's words did not contain the slightest sense of conceit or disdain for the other person.

Still, there was no bending whatsoever.

It made me feel personally that this was the true Jeongjong.

In any case, he expressed his determination to me that he could not make any concessions.

If so, the conclusion has been decided.

“If I do this, I’m sure we’ll end up clashing until the end. “I am in a position where I have to take my father-in-law with me.”

“Harming each other is not the only solution.”

“Then just open the road.”

“There are laws and regulations established by the headquarters, and if a donor who was being educated is easily given up due to external pressure, who would want to receive the headquarters’ teachings? However, if the religious leader agrees, I would like to suggest a more peaceful method.”

It's a peaceful method...

What kind of method are you suggesting?

When I looked into Master Bangjang Jingak's eyes, he seemed to have no selfish interest whatsoever.

“What is the peaceful way?”

“If the sect leader takes Sima Siju in the way proposed by Bin Monk, neither the monks at the head office nor anyone in the world will be able to raise an objection.”

I looked at him intently and then spoke willingly.

“Okay. “I also want to resolve things amicably with Shaolin.”

“Amitabha Buddha. “I guess Binseung’s eyes weren’t wrong after all.”

“You can refrain from giving formal praise, so please tell me the conditions quickly.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Bangjang Jingak stamped the Buddhist seal on the floor.

-thud!

“Arhat monks, unfold one hundred and eight Arhat formations.”

“bout!”

As soon as the Great Master's command was given, the Arhat monks gathered in unison with a strong spirit and formed a 108 Arhat camp.

Sima Ying shouted as if the scene was absurd.

“What kind of peaceful method is this?”

My father-in-law was also frowning, probably thinking the same thing as her.

So I asked:

“It doesn’t make much of a difference.”

“It’s different.”

“What do you mean?”

“For the leader of the Blood Cult, all you have to do is fight against the Hundred and Eight Arhats and subdue them all without causing minor injuries to anyone.”

My father-in-law shouted at those words.

“Nonsense!”

Everyone's eyes turned to him.

My father-in-law said to Master Bangjang Jingak as if it were absurd.

“Isn’t it true that the Hundred Eight Arhats of Shaolin were created to deal with unrivaled experts who have overcome the wall? “But I’m not saying you should do the impossible, subdue everyone within one corner without getting hurt at all!”

Master Bangjang Jingak spoke to his father-in-law’s words.

“I’m not giving you just one chance.”

“What do you mean?”

“The headquarters also needs a good cause to send out a donor, so how can they present a light test to prove their inaction without seeing blood? The headquarters will provide sufficient opportunity to satisfy the leader of the Blood Cult. However, if you don’t pass this, then of course you can’t take the donor with you.”

At Master Bangjang Jingak’s words, my father-in-law became angry and shouted at me.

“done. There is no need to accept this ridiculous offer. I will also help...”

“No. “I accept it.”

“what?”

My father-in-law was shocked by my words.

No matter how much he thought about it, he seemed to have decided that it was absolutely impossible.

I left my father-in-law behind and spoke to Ambassador Jingak.

“Do you think you fully understand how absurd the conditions Ambassador Bangjang proposed are?”

“Isn’t it much better than risking your life against the entire power of Shaolin?”

Not only does he have great insight, he is an old raccoon.

I said with a slight smile.

“Since we are accepting unfavorable conditions, how about accepting our request as well?”

“What do you mean by condition?”

“What would you do if you could subdue Hundred Eight Arhats within half an inch without getting hurt?”

“...Half each?”

At my words, Master Bangjang Jin-gak laughed without realizing it.

Even a single angle is absurd, but if it is a half angle, it is probably because it was thought to be absolutely impossible.

Ambassador Jingak, who was laughing, soon spoke to me.

“Okay. “If the sect leader can do that, I will not only release Sima Dongju, but I will also give you the Daehwandan, which can be considered a treasure of the headquarters.”

-Roaring!

This time, the monks became noisy at Master Jingak’s words.

Speaking of Daehwandan, it was an elixir manufactured by the Shaolin Temple.

It was the best elixir that even the Shaolin Temple was known to have, as there were very few herbs available and it took over 30 years to manufacture.

“Is this enough?”

Master Bangjang Jingak had a relaxed look on his face even as he hung the treasures of the Shaolin Temple.

He seemed convinced that it was a condition he could never take.

“I hope you keep your promise.”

“Amitabha Buddha.”

Master Bangjang Jingak placed his hands together, bowed his head, and retired from the camp.

Then the Arhat monks lifted the poles they were holding and aimed them at me.

“bout!!!”

That momentum was not normal.

My father-in-law clicked his tongue as he watched this scene.

Master Bangjang Jingak, who went out of the camp, gave an order to the general monks.

“Go and bring a piece of incense.”

The monks put their hands together and tried to run away, but they said,

“There’s no need to do that.”

With those words, I turned around and walked lightly forward.

-thud!

-dump! Flutter! Flutter!

At that moment, the hundred and eight Arhat monks who were aiming their batons at me all rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.

‘!!!'

It was something no one expected.

Master Bangjang Jin-gak's eyes grew so big that they almost seemed to pop out.

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