Chapter 516

Episode 516. I like things that are emotionally tidy to compete on

the battlefield of infinite competition .

In fact, rather than personality, it is the wisdom of life fortified by poor experiences in the green forest.

The first place he had a social life was a green forest.

It is not too surprising to ‘hit the back of the head’ to the thieves of the green forest.

Having been imprisoned for ten years, he had an extreme lack of interaction with others. Naturally, the shock of ‘getting hit in the back of the head by someone’ was extraordinary.

How to live and not get stabbed in the back?

‘Just make sure it doesn’t happen’ was his creed.

When Geumbujin’s attitude suddenly changed, Yeonjeokha felt anger beyond displeasure.

“Yah! Look at how fast that old man can change his stance. You’re not a disciple of the clan, so you’re spewing poisonous air right out of your eyes? Let’s go all the way, right?”

When he glared at him, Bujin Geum was startled.

However, I did not want to continue to go out in front of an opponent who was not a member of the family.

“The old lady has already apologized. Is there anywhere else to go from here?”

“I have to forgive for it to end. But seeing the old man’s attitude, I can’t forgive you?”

Yeon Jeok-ha jumped up and took a picture of Geumbujin’s blood, then took a ‘cook’ with the tip of her toe.

In an instant, Bujin’s face turned black.

Yeonjeokha, who returned to his seat and sat down, released the demonic blood using the Gyeoggong Point Blood technique.

“Cool!”

Geumbujin coughed up dark red blood.

His skin, which had been elastic, wrinkled, and his eyes were cloudy, as if suffering from a serious illness.

It seemed that he had lost his inner strength as well as his stamina.

The faces of the disciples watching from the side were stained with fear.

Geum Bu-jin, who was looking down at the back of her withered hands, screamed as if screaming.

“I am Geumbujin, the elder of Cheonjimun! Do you think it will be okay if you do this to me!”

“Oh, nothing happened. Thank you for worrying about me. Live a good life even though you are old. Otherwise, neither the mouse nor the bird will know it will be stabbed in the back of the head. If you get hit in the back of the head with that body, you’ll be able to smell the incense behind the folding screen, right?”

“You’d better kill me!”

“If an old man wants to die like that, go to a cliff or a river. Either bite the knife and fall What kind of nonsense is that for a weak-minded person who can’t even kill a young ant?”

“Are you weak? dog sound! How can I live like this! kill me! Kill me...”

Geumbujin, who had been using a rag basket, gasped as if he was exhausted.

Yeon Jeok-ha said to Gong Ji-seop and the members with a nonchalant face.

“You know there are three lies, right? A virgin does not marry, a merchant sells at a loss, and an old man wants to die.”

Then, naturally, he picked up the chopsticks.

When he started eating again, Gong Ji-seop and Jo Won also joined in without hesitation.

Gong Ji-yu diligently played with chopsticks.

But let alone the taste, he couldn’t even recognize what he was eating.

‘What is this person? is it cruel? Am I generous?’

It was difficult to know the nature of it as much as it was confusing whether it was a general sect or a sect.

He mercilessly breaks the dantian of the opponent who has even apologized, but does not kill him.

However, Geumbujin has to live a life that is worse than death.

The elder of Cheonjimun became that way overnight, so even if he lived, he would not have lived.

‘You’re a weak person who can’t kill a single ant?’

If he really was that kind of person, he wouldn’t have fought against a huge gate like Cheonjimun in the first place.

All the words that come out of your mouth seem to be lies, but strangely, they feel pure.

Truly extreme.

He is a person who fits the word chaos.

On the other hand, Geumbujin’s disciples quietly got up from their seats as Yeonjeokha concentrated on eating.

Then, holding the master’s arm as he stood blankly like a jangseung, he asked Yeonjeokha.

“Can I go ahead?”

Yeon Jeok-ha waved his hand as if he was too lazy to talk.

It was only then that the disciples went outside, supporting the drooping golden man like a critically ill patient.

“It is just a dream. If you are Yeonsohyeop, you will be able to pass through the ‘non-seung and sea’ of the sect at once.”

Since he had already reached ‘Yeonhe’, the clan gates would welcome him with open arms.

Originally, the purpose of ‘Visung and Hae’ was to accept talented students.

“When will that ‘Visengwahae’ be opened?”

“Spring. It is open in March or April. The clan gate sends an invitation to ‘Biseungwahae’ to the clan of each castle. Then, the munpa selects later exponents and sends them to the sect.”

“Do I need to get an invitation?”

“The invitation is just a formality to announce the timing. Individuals can know the date and visit the temple gate. What the sect wants is talented people, not the late index of the sect. However, the sect wants their students to enter the sect. If you produce students from the sect, the status of the sect goes up.”

“Does that increase your position?”

“If a quarrel arises, the school will not ask the disciple at the school for help. In that case, the side with the disciple of the clan has no choice but to win.”

“What if both of you have produced disciples of the sect?”

“At that time, the victory or defeat depended on which sect’s disciple was stronger. In the case of alumni, a compromise can be reached through dialogue, but in the case of different schools, one of them must die.”

“Do you kill them if they are of different species?”

“I heard that there is more competition between sects than among ordinary people. It is said that by killing them, they take away the ‘Gyeongji Seoncho’ or the ‘Dharma instrument’.”

“I understand ‘Yeongji Seoncho’, but what is ‘beopgi’? Is it something like a ‘beopbo’?”

“yes that’s right. In the past, it was also called ‘beopbo’, but these days, it is called ‘beopgi’.”

“Is that also fashionable?”

“Whoops!”

Jung Woo-saeng intervened while Gong Ji-yu laughed.

“I know that it is called that way considering consistency and difference in class, not fashion. Those made by sectarians are called ‘dharma tools’, and those made by ‘gods who have attained divine status’ are called ‘sacred instruments’.”

“A ‘god of fortune’? Is there more above the filum?”

“When a ‘Scholar’ opens the ‘Gate of Heaven’ and enters, it is called ‘Ipshin’ from then on. It means that you have become a being who has obtained a god. Not in an abstract sense, but they are actually gods.”

“Oh god.”

An exclamation escaped from the young man’s mouth.

That was what the Eighthwangsinmo said about the golden temple at Mt. Fungji.

-It is a deity that descended as a sacrifice of ten warriors. He is said to be the ‘God of Wisdom’ and his true name is ‘Ushas Kinshasa’. The one who wanted the queen of ten warships as a sacrifice was Golden Temple.

Jung Woo-saeng took a peek at Yeonjeok-ha and continued.

“Anyway, when disciples of one sect take away the ‘law’ of another disciple, it is to take the ‘reiki’. It’s because the ‘Spirit’ embedded in the Dharma technique is stronger than the moderate ‘George Seoncho’.”

“I guess the ‘reiki’ of the sect goes into making the ‘beopgi’?”

“you’re right. In the same way, it is said that ‘singi contains the divinity of the god who entered the world.’”

“her! So, beings with ‘goddess’ will fight with the ‘goddess’ they created?”

“In theory, yes, but no one has yet seen the battle of the gods.”

“It’s really infinite competition to fight even after becoming a god.”

“That’s why there are not a few ‘wise men’ who liken this world to a battlefield.”

“Are you wise? Are you talking about the wise?”

Up until this point, the ‘sage’ who had a relationship was regarded as just a ‘wise person’.

Then, Jung Woo-saeng straightened up.

“no. ‘Sage’ refers to the anti-seon (半仙) right below the ‘jongsa’. Isn’t Yeon Sohyeop the stage of ‘Yeonheo’? Above ‘Yeonheo’ is ‘Wonyeong’. Above that is ‘Dokyo’, and next is ‘Sage’.”

Gong Ji-yu, who had been listening quietly, helped with a word.

“Starting with ‘Wonyoung,’ lifespan increases dramatically. There are many people who want that and want to become disciples of the sect.”

Jung Woo-saeng continued to speak.

“you’re right. ‘Wonyoung’ is said to live for three hundred years, ‘Dokyo’ for nine hundred years, and ‘Sage’ for a thousand years.”

At the words “three hundred years,” “nine hundred years,” and “thousand years,” Yeonjeokha’s mouth dropped open.

“Then what about the job?”

“Since the servant is already a freshman... it is meaningless to discuss lifespan. If not, I will live for thousands of years.”

Gong Ji-yu said with a slightly excited face.

“That’s why you and I both want to become disciples of the sect. Immortality is basic, and you can open the ‘heaven’s door’ and go to the upper world.”

“Huh! That’s amazing?”

He shook his head excitedly.

Listening to the story of the two people, I was embarrassed beyond absurd.

Can you achieve what you want in a world so disregarded?