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Jin So-pyeong was silent for a moment about Shaolin Temple. Jong-seok opened his mouth at the sight of Jin So-pyeong.

"Don't you feel like making old Shaolin instead of Shaolin Temple? "In the past, if we couldn't find a monk at Shaolin Temple and put it in someone else's hands, now we have a monk at Shaolin Temple."

After a while, Jong-seok's remarks by Jong-seok.

"I like the nostalgia for old Shaolin, but... I can't ignore the current state of affairs from the perspective of running the country."

"Is that so?"

"The current Shaolin Temple... It has been commercialized. be commercialized However, a million tourists visit Shaolin every year. That means a million people are coming to China to see Shaolin Temple, so it's hard to have a company that attracts such tourists."

"If old Shaolin is rebuilt, there will be more people than now. I'm the only one in the world who can shoot a long wind."

Jin So-pyeong was angry at Jong-seok's words.

"Do Ambassador Chung Myung also use the long wind?"

"The one who gave me the front page is the death penalty."

At Jong-seok's words, Jin So-pyeong opened his mouth after watching Jang-no for a while.

"Where do you live now?"

"I live in Soongsan, Deungbonghyeon."

Jin So-pyeong looked at the answer to Jong-seok. And then I thought for a while and then I opened my mouth.

"I think Ambassador Chung Myung should talk to me separately."

Then Jin So-pyeong rose up.

"It's been a long story. Let's have a meal first."

When Qin So-pyeong rose and pointed to the door, the adults got up and left the door. But Jang-no and Jong-seok were not coming forward.

Jong-seok bowed slightly to Jin So-pyeong's gaze.

"I'd like to join you."

When Jin So-pyeong nodded while looking at the two, his aides closed the door.

When the door was closed, Jin So-pyeong looked angry.

"I'll help you get a former small team."

Jong-seok opened his mouth while looking at Jin So-pyeong's words.

"You're willing to answer, so you want something."

"Yes, sir.

"I think it's a condition to deliver martial arts to the army, but... Am I right?"

Jin So-pyeong nodded at Jong-seok's question.

"Fast guess 0| Fast."

"The former commander of the U.S. military saw my martial arts and asked me strongly if I could teach them for peace."

"The U.S. Army?"

Jin So-pyeong, who was looking at Jong-seok with surprised eyes, asked hurriedly.

"So what's the answer?"

"I refused."

"Thank God."

"In order to protect the country or whatever, martial arts are non-human. It's a martial art that you have to decide whether to deliver or not by looking at your character rather than by your talent. It's dangerous to be handed down to the army."

"Because you're a soldier?"

"Because I'm in the army."

"Do you think soldiers are hurting people?"

Jong-seok shook his head at the question of Jin So-pyeong.

"I can't say anything about him because you and I disagree."

"Different? Sounds like a meaningful word."

"A soldier learns to hurt a man, but it is to protect his country. Perhaps the fighters who learned martial arts are like soldiers. Martial arts, in a good way, is to train myself and to protect others, but if you use them badly, it's martial arts that harm people."

"That's what I think."

Jong-seok nodded at Jin So-pyeong's remark.

"Yes, but it's also different. Martial arts are non-human, so you look at a person's heart and decide whether to convey it or not, but the military does not share it. That's why it's hard to deliver martial arts to the military."

"Can you tell me if you can identify the righteous young men who will sacrifice their lives for the country? We can also let Ambassador Chung Myung choose who will deliver the martial arts if he wants to."

Jong-seok, who had been there for a while, opened his mouth when Jin So-pyeong said

"Can I speak to your brother-in-law for a moment?"

At Jong-seok's words, Jin So-pyeong nodded and raised himself. When Jin So-pyeong opened the door and went out, Jong-seok saw Jang-no closing his eyes silently.

"The Death Penalty"

"...."

The jangno was silent. Jong-seok sighed and bowed his head at the sight of such an angry man.

"I'm sorry I did this without asking the death penalty."

A fierce anger opened his eyes to Jong-seok's words and looked at him.

"I must have made this happen because I miss the old shouts... "I don't intend to deliver Shaolin's martial arts to the Communist Party."

"First of all, here, I think it's bugged."

Worried that the elder would make a slip of the tongue, Jong-seok talked about eavesdropping.

"I know."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Jang-no's words, opened his mouth.

"I don't think I'm delivering martial arts to soldiers either. So the terms of the President are unacceptable."

"Ju-seok has seen Shaolin's martial arts, so he'll try to get it somehow."

Then the old man turned his head toward the last stone.

"If I don't give it to you, the President may want it. Although the priest is Korean, it can be difficult if you have what the Chinese president wants."

"I already know."

"Are you all right?"

When Jong-seok nodded, the old man sighed and said,

"So what are you thinking? I think there's an alternative if you look at the same time."

"My brother-in-law wants to make Shaolin a thing of the past. And I think that's right."

"That's why you get the tin? With martial arts as bait?"

"As President Jin said earlier, the current Shaolin attracts one million tourists a year. Which means a million people spend money on China... The brand value is the same as a giant company."

"I'm sure so. Some people come to Shaolin Temple for sightseeing, but some foreign students who come to Shaolin to learn martial arts spend a lot of money."

"That's why I showed martial arts. "If President Jin gives up such a Shaolin and lets him choose the Shaolin he wants."

At Jong-seok's words, the old man suddenly looked around and said,

"But this kind of talk, can I just do it?"

Since there is a bug, they will hear what they are saying or receive reports.

"It's all right. No, it's rather comfortable. I'll have less to say to the President."

I didn't have to explain what they were saying because they would hear a lot of what they were saying.

An old man nodded at Jong-seok's answer.

"You used your bait to do martial arts, but I don't think you're going to give it to me. Would the annotation accept it? He will turn Shaolin Temple into Shaolin only if he wants something or something."

"I won't give it to the army, but I'm going to hand it over to China."

"To hand over to China?"

"It's not something that you can do alone, whether you're creating a new Shaolin Temple or turning the Shaolin Temple you're in right now into an old one."

"That's true."

"You must also raise and teach your students for future Shaolin Temple."

"Jesus..."

Jong-seok's words filled me with thought. I have never raised a student before.

"When I begin to receive my disciples, isn't it something that other people with different ideas can approach?"

"Isn't it the death penalty to cover it? It also takes time to learn the martial arts of Shaolin and reach the stage. It takes at least ten years to build the foundation of the Danjeon and build the inner workings."

"Ten years?"

Jong-seok shook his head at the curious angry man.

"You don't know because you didn't raise a disciple, but unlike when you learned martial arts, it's not a good environment to build inner space."

"That would be so. Entrance is to absorb the energy of the world through breathing."

"So it's not easy to build up the inner space right now. There are students who teach martial arts in Korea, and I have trained for five years, but I still have a poor history. No, I don't think it's going to make much difference compared to ordinary people

At Jong-seok's words, the wrath looked at him with a curious look.

"Is that so?"

An old man who has never raised a pupil or taught martial arts to yum.

As a result, we do not know how difficult it is to build our military and military capability in the present era.

"If the death penalty teaches and learns the teachings of Shorim, he comes in with any intention. The sun will change. No, it's going to change."

Jong-seok's words made me think for a momentarily.

"Is that so?"

"It's a long time. Those of you who have come in only for Shaolin's exploits will not last that time."

Jong-seok opened his mouth looking into the air. This was not to Zhang Xo-pyung, but to Qin Xo-pyung.

"Tell your annotation that we're done talking."

And for a moment Jin So-pyeong came in. His face looked like he was thinking hard about something.

When Jin So-pyeong came in, Jong-seok opened his mouth.

"It would be better to use mixed martial arts than Shaolin's martial arts for military use. You can use mixed martial arts for a year, but Sorim's exploits can only be learned to breathe after a year."

Though he said it without any context, Jin So-pyeong understood it. I was listening to what they were saying inside through a bug.

Jin So-pyeong, who had been thinking for a while, saw the last stone.

"How long will it take you to grow up like Mr. Lee?"

"That's what I'much."

When asked by Jin So-pyeong, Jong-seok, who was looking at him, opened his mouth.

"It may vary from person to person, but... It's going to take 30 years.

"30 years?"

"That's the premise that you learn well from the death penalty."

"I thought Mr. Lee was not 30 yet. So you mean you learned the martial arts from inside your stomach?"

I am asking because Jongseok is less than 30 years old and he is said to be 30 years old to be his own level.

He shook his head.

"Every person has different qualities. And my teacher gave me a lot of things."

Although I am not going to win the virtual Sorim, I could say that Jongseok was a teacher.

So it wasn't wrong.

After a while, Jong-seok said,

"You teach martial arts in Korea?"

"Yes"

"Can we teach Chinese martial arts to Koreans, not to Chinese soldiers?"

Jin So-pyeong's concern was for people like Jong-seok to become soldiers.

Jong-seok shook his head at Jin So-pyeong's words.

"I know what you're worried about. But you don't have to worry, what I've taught you is not a martial art that harms people, but a martial art that protects you."

"It's a martial art that protects me. Isn't it a martial art if you can share your offense with anyone?"

"You seem to have misunderstood... Literally. It's a hurtful..."

Jong-seok, who was talking, shook his head and got up. When Jongseok got up, some bodyguards behind him closed the distance to Jin So-pyeong.

Now that Jong-seok has seen his skills, he recognizes him as a weapon, not a human being, and protects Jin So-pyeong accordingly.

Looking at those people, Jong-seok, standing next to the chair, snuck into the posture of a ball.

"What I taught was the military exploits of the old shamanism called Geongongugong."

"Wudang? You mean the Wudang faction when you were a shaman?"

"Yes, sir.

I was curious about Jin So-pyeong's face when he said Jong-seok.

"Did Mr. Lee learn the exploits of Shaolin and shamanism together?"

"Your teacher knew some of the shaman's exploits."

"Then can you do the Taegeukgwon or something? Not the taegeuk mark that's passed down now, but like the old Shaolin Temple?"

Jong-seok shook his head as he looked at Jin So-pyeong's face full of anticipation.

"I didn't learn the taegeuk mark, but... People say it's similar to Taegeukgwon when they see Geongongugong. So... ...look."

With the horse, Jong-seok caught his breath and slowly began to spread his balls.

Jin So-pyeong's face was a little disappointed at Jong-seok's gentle movement of the air in the room.

You don't look great.

When Jin So-pyeong thought of such a thing, Jong-seok said, playing hard to get.

"If you look into it, you'll see... This is what I taught people in Korea."

"Hmm..."

Jin So-pyeong nodded at Jong-seok's words. Jong-seok is right. You'll find out when you investigate.

"Okay, then..."

Jin So-pyeong rose with a smile.

"Let's start with the meal and talk about the rest. In the future, we will have to talk a lot about Ambassador Chung and Shaolin that China wants."

At Jin So-pyeong's words, Jong-seok saw him.

"I'm not going to deliver my military exploits... Would that be all right?"

"I wish you could deliver me to the army, but... I'm not the leader in a decade. I will make a card called Shaolin Temple in China in the future."

"Card?"

"The army is not the only one who protects the country."

When Jin So-pyeong smiled and moved, Jong-seok nodded as he saw it.

I understand what you mean.

Jong-seok and Jangno followed Jin So-pyeong to the restaurant.

After the meal, Jin So-pyeong aides and Jong-seok talked a lot.

Stories about how to make Shaolin Temple. And the result was a little disappointing.

He said that he could not change Shaolin Temple right away. We can't ignore the brand power of Shaolin.

His conclusion was to build a new Shaolin Temple in Soongsan. Instead, it allowed Jangno to have part of his rights to enter and use the current Shaolin Temple.

And when Jangno's Sorimsa Temple grows and the brand grows, it naturally transfers.

Of course, there will be a backlash from the current Shaolin Temple, but that wasn't a problem.

Forty-nine percent of Shaolin's shares were owned by Deng Bong-hyeon, which meant that half of the shares were state property.