Sun, Moon, and War - Episode 72

Episode 72

“Off, off, uhuh…” … .”
Dokgomyeong was stretched out across the training hall.
I’m dying.
No, really.
‘uh… … ‘Why is the sky yellow?’
What is it, is there dust?
What, now you’re spinning around in circles?
Slurp! widely!
At that time, the sound of Dokgowihak cutting his sword was heard.
“I guess that’s all for today.”
“today… … ?”
“Even though you have become stronger, you have become too strong.”
There were no such rave reviews.
Dokgo-myeong stood up and laughed.
“Whew, I was just getting beat up the whole time… … Are you teasing me like that?”
Dokgowihak shook his head.
“I can assure you that there is not a single person in the world your age who has accumulated enough martial arts skills to successfully attack this father like this.”
Dokgowihak said as he straightened up his tangled clothes.
Due to the fierce fighting, the uniform belt came loose and the hem of the clothes was torn here and there. Even small bruises were visible between them.
“But there is still a long way to go. “Orthodoxly, I should have inserted at least one shot.”
“… … “You are so confident in saying that you are going to commit adultery.”
“Oh, is that what happens again?”
Dokgowihak stared at Dokgomyeong for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“Your martial arts skills are already beyond your age. “Even though I learned martial arts later than anyone else.”
“Hehe, you suddenly gave me that compliment again.”
“So it looks like you are causing accidents without any fear?”
“… … .”
“answer.”
“… … sorry.”
Dokgowihak’s expression became determined.
“I told you to spread your wings, but that didn’t mean you shouldn’t worry about your well-being.”
“… … .”
“There is nothing in this world more important than life. Do you understand?”
Dok Go-myeong smiled bitterly.
“Yes, I understand.”
“If you understand, copy the Thirteen Classics three times over the next week.”
“yes? No, footnote. I’m a bit busy right now, but I don’t have time to do that… … .”
“I see you haven’t come to your senses yet.”
“yes?!”
“Please copy the Four Books and Three Classics twice more, a total of five times. “I will inspect them one by one.”
“… … !”
Dok Go-myeong’s mouth opened wide.
Dokgowihak snorted.
“by the way.”
Curiosity flashed in Dokgowihak’s eyes.
“I said that I gained martial arts skills from the same roots. “May I ask your name?”
“… … “It is said to be awe-inspiring.”
“Is it really that easy to answer?”
“Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter.”
It almost makes me want to go around bragging about it all.
Maybe we can get a clue to its origin.
“It’s awe-inspiring… … .”
The scriptures outside the sky, the Heavenly Oekyeong.
It might have been a religious scripture, but it was a name that felt a little too gaudy for a martial arts title.
“Are there three in total?”
“yes?”
“It seemed like he had learned one external Qigong, two internal Qigongs with different qualities, and two compatible martial arts and movement techniques.”
Dok Go-myeong opened his eyes wide.
“That’s almost right. There is another special martial art that deals with the senses, and it can be used not only with martial arts but also with martial arts techniques… … .”
Dokgomyeong roughly explained the structure of Cheonoegyeong.
The underlying sense.
The martial arts that extend above it.
In an instant, Dokgowihak’s eyes changed.
“Is that martial arts called Cheon Oekyeong really the martial arts of the central plains?”
“It seems strange to you, too.”
“hmm?”
“Actually, I don’t know much about Cheon Oekyeong.”
The corners of Dokgowihak’s eyes twitched.
“May I ask why you felt like you were not a member of Jungwon’s military academy?”
“… … .”
Rather than asking because he was genuinely curious, his face seemed like he wanted to compare his thoughts and organize them.
Dokgowihak slowly opened his lips.
“… … “Most of the martial arts of the Jungwon are based on the uninterrupted connection of herbalism.”
This is because its roots lie in Taoism and Buddhism. Although it changed slightly depending on the times, the trend of emphasizing the purpose and flow of seeking salvation was maintained.
“However, in Cheonoegyeong, there was no set herbivory or routine. There are only techniques for developing skills, using internal energy, and using force. So, free transformation is possible.”
“Yes that’s right.”
“Usually those characteristics… … .”
Dokgowihak fell silent for a moment.
“It is mainly seen in martial arts that developed on the battlefield or in places where fighting is frequent.”
It is a martial art created so that the skill can be used in any situation, with no importance on the development of herbal moves or combinations.
“I was convinced after seeing Jecheongi’s methods. It is clear that it developed from a martial arts technique created based on the assumption that a weapon was lost in a melee.”
“… … .”
“In Gangho, the Geumnasu type of martial arts did not develop. Do you know why?”
“It’s because of my strength.”
“Accurate.”
Movements such as grabbing, pushing, pulling, and choking inevitably require physical contact.
The problem is that the closer the distance, the more exposed the whole body is to urine blood. It was for this reason that the martial arts of the Central Plains basically developed with a focus on striking that widens the distance.
“Its utility cannot be ignored, but it has not made much progress because there is a clear destruction law. Of course, Jecheongi seemed to have overcome his weaknesses.”
In the end, it was energy that went around and around.
The weakness created by the presence of energy was blocked with energy. The attack was strengthened with an internal attack that penetrated into the opponent’s energy and blood and disrupted the face, protecting the vital point with a hard external attack like a diamond.
“Then do you think it is military service or military service outside of the military?”
Dokgowihak shook his head.
“I can not know.”
“yes?”
“It’s too complicated to be a military martial arts skill. However, it cannot be said that it is a martial arts outside of Sae-Oe, as the method and form are the same as those of the Jungwon.”
The corners of Dokgowihak’s eyes twitched.
“This is purely my guess… … .”
“Please say something.”
“To me, Cheon Oekyeong feels like a completely new type of martial arts.”
“yes? “What do you mean by that?”
“That’s literally it. It feels like a piece of art created by adding or carving out what is needed on a new frame. “It doesn’t seem like it was created that long ago.”
Dokgowihak sighed as he looked at Dokgomyeong, who tilted his head in confusion.
“This is simply my guess. “Don’t think too deeply.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“But how on earth did you come to learn such a foreign martial art?”
“that… … .”
Dok Go-myeong hesitated for a moment and then cautiously opened his mouth.
“I have a teacher.”
“… … what?”
“I met this person by chance. Actually, I told you not to call me teacher… … .”
“teacher? “When?”
“Don’t you guess?”
I deliberately blurted out my words.
I couldn’t tell you everything. Because after that story, I had to tell you that I was not your child.
At least.
At least not yet.
“I guess it’s about time you learned external skills. “What kind of person are you?”
“I don’t know.”
“what?”
“I don’t know your name, age, or origin as a monk. “All I received from my teacher was a few books to memorize and burn, and a period of guidance.”
“… … !”

* * *

This happened shortly after Dok Go-hyeon entered the Yamdae.
Of course, this was before he became the Great Demon Master, and unfortunately, his travel route was leaked by a spy of the True Blood Demon Cult and he was ambushed.

-I thought it was a corpse, but it was breathing?

The man approached Dok Go-hyeon, who was lying dying.
After that, Dok Go-hyeon followed that person.
When a year passed like that.

-I’ve already taught you everything I need to teach you. Go down.
-I’m in the middle of a meadow right now. Are you telling me to go down the mountain?
-Isn’t it true that we’ve become a bit closer? The life I saved, will you take it from me?
-I have only just awakened to my senses. You need to teach me more.
-That’s enough.
-yes?
-There are no set routes or rules in Cheon Oekyeong’s martial arts. The rest of the secret areas are all up to you.

With those words, we parted ways without even saying goodbye.
I could have run away to the central plains, but I went back to Jhamdae. It was because I wanted to achieve something based on the new skills I had acquired.
At that time, I believed it was possible.
Dok Go-myeong opened his eyes that had been closed for a moment and shook off the reminiscence.
“They said I had talent and taught me the principles of martial arts and martial arts, and that was the end of it.”
Dokgowihak’s eyes widened.
“You met Giin.”
“Yes, I think so.”
Dokgowihak nodded.
Dok Go-myeong paused for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“Is there anything else you can guess?”
“Are you trying to find the origin of martial arts?”
“I want to become stronger.”
“hmm.”
Martial arts is not just about building up your inner strength and learning how to swing your arms and legs.
It was possible to reach beyond the sky by knowing the essence and the true intention of each martial art.
“if… … “No, no.”
A moment of discomfort appeared on Dokgo Wihak’s usual expressionless face.
It seemed as if he was debating whether it was okay to talk about this.
“What do you mean?”
“Cheonramazon (天羅魔尊). “That name came to mind for a moment.”
Dok Go-myeong’s eyes widened.
“If you are the Cheonramazon, isn’t it the Great Madou who was drunk with blood a long time ago and caused all kinds of disasters in the central plains?”
Dokgowihak nodded.
Speaking of Cheonramazon, he is a person from more than a hundred years ago. He was known to have suddenly appeared in the central plains as if he had fallen from the sky, and was drunk on blood, killing numerous warriors and government soldiers.
“It is said that one of the reasons why his nickname was Cheonla was because he had a strangely wide and detailed sense of style.”
“Are you talking about energy?”
“I’m not sure, but I remember reading a record that he used his keen senses to analyze and destroy martial arts.”
Dok Go-myeong’s eyes shook.
Agile sense, martial arts destruction.
‘Sensation… … ?’
It was ambiguous to confirm.
Are there one or two martial arts schools that specialize in breaking the opponent’s martial arts flow?
“I heard that you have been granted permission to enter the Ten War Trials.”
“Yes that’s right.”
“There are records of all kinds of martial arts in the fifth library. If you want to find out about the Cheonramazon, look for it there.”
“Fifth… … Yes, I understand.”
“Don’t dig too deep. He’s just a demon from a few hundred years ago. “If it was in line with the four four schools of thought, there would be other traces in between.”
“Anyway, thank you.”
“okay.”
Dokgowihak let out a long breath.
I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of my son who seemed to have grown so much.
“What do you plan to do next? Are you planning to rescue someone from outside again?”
“Yes, I’m thinking of bringing two or three more people. But before that… … .”
Dok Go-myeong’s eyes shone.
“I need to solidify my position in the family.”
“Are you going to get involved in politics?”
Dokgowihak’s expression hardened slightly.
Dok Go-myeong spoke firmly.
“Yes, I need it.”
“Are you really dreaming of becoming the head of the family?”
“I think I said this last time, but I’m not interested in the position of head of the family.”
“then?”
“I’m just interested in the power of my family.”
It was to prevent the double demon alliance.
Honestly, it didn’t matter what happened to Kangho. However, I absolutely could not tolerate the rats who were trying to spread hell where I would live in the future.
‘We must make the most of the Dokgo Sega.’
The prestige, money, fame and background of the Dokgo family… … All of that helps.
And for that to happen, simply having a promising direct lineage in the family is not enough. It was necessary to go one step further and build a strong foundation.
“To my father’s ears, it sounds like he’s planning to create a faction.”
“yes.”
“It’s a difficult road.”
Dokgowihak spoke quietly.
Dok Go-myeong grinned.
“I’ve tried harder things.”
Dok Go-myeong grinned.
“If you’re not careful, you may face backlash if you just play tug-of-war.”
“I have no intention of just playing tug-of-war. “I plan to grow in size by eating metal and metal.”
Dokgowihak looked at Dokgomyeong with surprised eyes.
It seemed like he had grown significantly again.
‘Do children grow up so quickly?’
I regretted it again.
Nearly twenty years of being locked in a room, leaving this child alone.
“i get it.”
It seemed as if all the worry had disappeared from Dokgowihak’s eyes.
“Don’t believe it. “You will do well.”
“thank you.”
Dokgo Wihak quickly looked away.
“I guess I’ll have to move quickly.”
“Yes, I think so. There’s a lot to organize… … .”
“Finish the transcription before that.”
“… … .”
“Know that if you get caught for making a fool of yourself, your money will be doubled.”
The corners of Dok Go-myeong’s eyes trembled.

* * *

Dok Go-myeong was walking through the night air.
The steps passed through the busy street near Dokgo Street and went far.
And soon, Dok Go-myeong arrived at an abandoned manor with no signs of being around.
“Are you here?”
What greeted him in the darkness was the White Tiger Lord, Seo-ryun.
“I’m sorry for making you do such a bad job.”
“No, Confucius.”
“I said it was a job that should be left to someone I can trust. Understand me.”
“Please order it anytime.”
“thanks. Then, just go back and start your comeback.”
“… … .”
“I’m not doing this because I don’t trust Daeju Seo, so don’t make that face.”
“No, that’s not it… … .”
“If I didn’t trust Daeju Seo, I wouldn’t have asked in the first place. but… … “I’m doing this because I don’t want Daeju to see what I’m going to do from now on.”
“… … Confucius?”
For a moment, Seo-ryun stiffened when he saw Dok-go-myeong’s eyes.
“request.”
“… … .”
Seo-ryun quietly closed his eyes.
“If you need anything, please send me a message at any time.”
Seo-ryun didn’t ask any more questions, just took the gun and left.
Only after the people pretended to be far away did Dok Go-myeong take a step forward.
“Is it here?”
It was a small warehouse in the corner of the manor yard.
Dok Go-myeong pulled the doorknob, which was heavily rusted.
sudden!
The dust rose up and the path of moonlight was revealed.
Dok Go-myeong’s gaze slowly headed towards the end of the trajectory.
“Uh, uh, uh… … !”
There, a gagged woman was trembling with a face filled with fear.
It was Kisohwa, the culprit of the True Blood Demonic Cult.
“I would have told you.”
chin!
Dok Go-myeong crossed the threshold of the warehouse.
A dark shadow was cast on Dok Go-myeong’s face, which turned away from the moonlight.
“I have a lot to hear from you.”
Dok Go-myeong closed the warehouse door.
Darkness obscured the moonlight.