episode_0071

“….Hmm?”

Yeo Il-ye looked at the situation and frowned. On one side is a bound man bleeding from his leg. On one side, I am looking at myself wearing ordinary military uniform and holding a sword.

“Eun-gong?”

Yeo Il-ye looked at me and gave me a calm expression. I think he recognizes me, but I wonder why he’s doing this here.

“It’s been a while. How can we meet in Yunnan?”

“Ah….ah. That’s right.”

Yeo Il-ye looked confused, but then looked like she had come to her senses and shook her head.

“What kind of woman did you come with? Or did you subdue the bandits separately?”

Right.

It seems that Yeo Il-ye saw us encountering bandits from afar and hurried down the mountain. I still don’t know why I was at Mt. Hyeonggui in Yunnan, but that roughly explains why I came down while practicing my inner energy.

“Brother!”

A black cat’s cry was heard. Perhaps sensing Yeo Il-ye’s energy, the black cat rushed over and stood next to me.

“That’s the woman from back then.”

The black cat took up its position as if protecting me from Yeo Il-ye, and Yeo Il-ye’s eyebrows twitched as if she didn’t like the sight.

A cool confrontation was about to ensue, so I clapped to break the flow.

“Now! ruler! Little brother! Have you subdued all the bandits below?”

“Yes. I subdued all 4 people by pointing out their blood points.”

“Then can you subdue that guy too?”

With a reluctant gesture, the black cat pointed to the blood transfusion of the guy who had attacked me earlier.

“First of all, I think I should say thank you. Thank you for running to help us.”

“No. I just did what I had to do.”

Although the words were words of humility, Yeo Il-ye’s expression was rotten. Something futile? Because his eyes were filled with deep despair, I carefully looked into his eyes and asked a question.

“What happened so far?”

“I had some business to do at Gaewangchae so I stayed there for a while.”

was staying Anyway, Yeo Il-ye is the one who knows the identities of both of us. It would be quicker to just ask outright.

“We came to visit Dok-ui. I have a letter from the party asking me to deliver it.”

“Is that so? ha. Was it inevitable that a commotion would eventually arise… Primordial Heavenly Father.”

Yeo Il-ye suddenly lamented and looked around.

“I know where Dok-ui lives, so I will guide you. What do the bandits plan to do?”

“First, let’s wake everyone up and take them out.”

As if Black Cat and Yeo Il-ye did not like each other’s existence, they acted as if they divided the territory into two halves with me at the center.

It was embarrassing for me, but even if they had mixed hands once in front of the golden house, were there any feelings left between them?

There was a brief uproar among the bandits who had woken up to protest, but after seeing Yeo Il-ye’s sword lecture, they all became obedient.

After sealing all the major blood swords that could use internal energy, he followed Yeo Il-ye with the bandits who were tied together like a gulbi and headed to Dok-ui’s residence.

The place to live was a dilapidated hut. Should I say that they are repairing and using something that a hunter or something like made to protect themselves from the wind?

As Yeo Il-ye approached the hut, Black Cat unconsciously knocked out the bandits.

“I told you not to disturb me, but this time you brought a lot of people.”

My first impression of Doki was that he was just a grumpy old man.

“How are you? Elderly.”

“Yes. Why did you come to see me again this time?”

“I didn’t come here today because I had any business to do. I just stopped by for directions for a moment.”

Yeo Il-ye stepped back and I came to the front.

“Hello, old man of Dog. I brought you a letter from the head of the family.”

“Hmm…give it to me.”

I delivered the letter to Dok-ui. Even though I didn’t have any kangaroos, I couldn’t help but feel nervous as I stood in front of the dog. Dok’s wife is Dang Gwang-ryeol, the head of the Dang family, and Dong-su’s master. However, the pressure of Tang Gwang-ryeol and his wife was on a different level.

Dang Gwang-ryeol treated me as a guest and a teacher, so I never really felt pressured, but my wife, Dang Gwang-ryeol, probably perceived me as a hindrance to her research, so she did not hide her prayers without the slightest consideration.

The pressure was so intense that it was literally difficult to breathe.

In reality, I was the one who came to interfere with Dok-ui’s research, so I maintained my most polite attitude and watched Dok-ui’s thoughts. As per the matriarch’s request, you will have to give up your current research and take a look at my body. It would be an undesirable situation to be self-willed.

There are two letters from the sealed letterhead. After reading one, the face of the poison’s wife distorted.

“Eng…tsk.”

Doki glared at me in disapproval, then read the second letter and sighed.

After reading the first letter, his reaction was almost hostile, but after reading the second letter, he seemed to have softened considerably.

“I have one thing to make clear.”

“Yes, you say it, old man.”

“I am following the request of the Great Lord Pungyeong, not the head of the family, so please know that.”

What does this mean again?

My brain froze for a moment because the words were different from what I expected, but when they told me they would check my pulse anyway, I reflexively gave in.

“Thank you, old man. I understand.”

“Eng…Tsk. The two girls behind you, there’s a natural cave about 20 yards away from here, so let’s get all those bandits in!”

For martial arts doctors, confidentiality regarding a patient’s condition is fundamental. Can’t keep this? Then, you never know when the healed martial artist will come to slit your throat in the middle of the night.

It took a moment to watch Heukmyo and Yeo Il-ye, who had picked up the necks of the stunned bandits, exchanging sharp glances with each other before disappearing.

“Come in.”

I swallowed dry saliva and entered the cabin. The inside of the cabin was filled with the doctor’s unique, musty smell of medicine, and although the interior was old, it was clean and free of dust. At a glance, it looked like all the gaps in the floor and walls had been blocked with something viscous and then fur had been applied and glued on.

The two of us sat in the middle of the floor.

“Yes. How many years has it been since you were second-rate?”

“About 7 years have passed.”

“Hmm. Yeah, it’s definitely not normal. Looking at his physical condition and level of martial arts, he has already surpassed the level of a first-class beginner.”

Dok-ui continued talking while poking and touching various parts of my body.

“So, have you ever shown yourself to a doctor?”

“I can’t compare it to the elderly person, but I have received a detailed diagnosis from a person who is classified as a senior doctor at a place called Myeonggyeongdang. I received a diagnosis and treatment for about a week, but was only told that the cause was unknown.”

Myeonggyeongdang is a competent medical group. Because each branch and headquarters of the Murim League are in charge of medical activities. Isn’t this the most famous Uiwonmun sect in the world of martial arts?

“Hmm. In that case, there would be no particular meaning in examining the muscles and bones in detail. Still, we need to go over the basics.”

Doki continued to urge me to take various positions.

“It’s been quite a while since I left my home, but I didn’t know that a new martial art had been invented. Yes, I heard that you participated in the process of creating the martial arts, so I am curious about your evaluation.”

“Mmm. I don’t know if I can dare to evaluate Tangmun’s martial arts skills.”

“Anyway, the conversation between the clinician and the patient is lost the moment the meeting is over. Don’t worry, just say it.”

“It is a martial art that forces easy choice between boxing and arm techniques. You could say that he hides his memorization in his boxing skills, just like he hides his memorization on his sleeve. We incorporated some gambling techniques into it. Just as a tile disappears and appears in front of a person, you can determine the receipt and withdrawal of memorized cards.”

Dok-ui chuckled.

“Yes. From your perspective, it looks like that martial arts skill needs several years of refinement.”

“Well, even if we can’t do it, shouldn’t we refine it for 50 years?”

At my answer, Dok-ui stopped moving and looked at me.

“Why?”

“In general, even if you focus on only one martial art, it is not easy to classify it as an ascending martial art, let alone a martial art. However, in order to become a master of martial arts, which tries to kill three birds with one stone, including memorization, martial arts, and the middle ground between memorization and martial arts, shouldn’t long-term research and a lot of blood and sweat be melted away?”

“…”

Tang Jia Meng Huan Dragon Fighting Technique is a martial art that really has a very, very long way to go. It may still be possible to use it in actual combat, but it will inevitably take a long time before it can be promoted as the signature martial art of the Tang family.

Strictly speaking, the signature martial art would be a completely different martial art that inherited only the spirit of the current Tang family martial arts dragon fighting technique. If optimization and advancement continue, how much of the current prototype will remain?

“Well, that’s good. I don’t like it when I speak carelessly, but you have a point.”

Oh, did I offend Dok-ui by being too honest?

“I don’t think my understanding of Muhak is perfect…it will take a long time.”

Doki sighed and asked me to sit cross-legged.

“It will touch your energy and veins. Don’t be surprised.”

“Yes.”

I answered, but I ended up flinching because it was actually my first time having someone else’s energy come into my body. I don’t know if it’s okay to say this, but… it’s a movement that looks quite dangerous.

“I am a person who originally learned self-study. I have no intention of harming you, but due to the nature of the attack being poisonous, you are bound to feel rejected, so please be patient.”

An instinctive feeling of rejection swept through my whole body, but I gritted my teeth and endured it. I literally felt like there was a snake crawling through my veins, and I started to flinch.

“Now that I think about it, I didn’t ask the most basic question. Do you have a chronic illness or anything special you should tell me about?”

“There is no such thing as a chronic illness. My left small tendon was cut. And…I have no memories before the age of 15.”

“Hmm. I see.”

My anxiety soared as I looked at Dok-ui, who seemed lost in thought.

In fact, becoming a Jingidoin is quite difficult even for a Hwagyeong expert. It is not that it is difficult to do Jingidoin, but it is difficult to feel only the inside without having any effect on the subject of Jingidoin.

No matter how malicious it may be, it is true.

Even if it is okay to say something among people who are true believers, isn’t it crossing the line to think about something else?

“Hey, old man..?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was lost in my thoughts for a moment.”

Do you know how sensitive and dangerous inner energy is? It’s not for nothing that people don’t buy coins. How often do you think martial artists use their skills? It’s literally a lifetime. Then, how skilled must you be in using energy?

However, if you become very angry or your mind is disturbed, your inner energy will be distorted and you will suffer internal injuries. What is hemoptysis? Isn’t blood coming out of the airway due to an injury to an internal organ?

It is said that internal energy is when all internal organs become twisted and shattered just by shaking the operation of energy. The power that can crush rocks and trees is inherent within the body, and that power can also crush my organs.

But what? Did you think about something else for a moment? What if my five organs and six parts all turn to mush?

If it weren’t for my selfish intentions, I would have been running around and getting angry, but I managed to suppress it.

Dok-ui took the energy from my body, thought for a moment, and then opened his mouth.

“Do you know anything about your mother or father’s origins?”

“I don’t even know who this person is.”

“I guess so…but…no, this doesn’t make much sense.”

Did Dok-ui sense something? I swallowed dryly as I watched Doki muttering various words and falling into deep thought.

It’s been 8 years since I fell into this damned world of martial arts.

The thing I thought about the most during these eight years was, ‘Why is Marginal Level second-rate?’ Choonggi. The most basic step in processing energy. This Chunggi was the alpha, omega, gamma and beta of martial arts.

To put it bluntly, once Lee Ryu reached the limit, it was all the same whether he fell into martial arts, fantasy, science fiction, or modern-day hunting. If you simply draw energy and strengthen your body, is this martial arts? Is it Moorim? Even if you don’t just step on the Heavenly Demon’s Reign and have twelve clones pop out, it’s martial arts that requires you to pull out a sword, take some divination points, do some eum-eum, and do at least a portrait.

Since you can’t unite your energy, you can’t block the opponent’s acupuncture points, so you can’t point them out.

Since you can’t create sound waves with energy, you can’t conduct sound either.

I can’t process energy to make my body light, so I can’t even stand on grass.

You have to be first-class to truly live like a martial artist. Of course, it is true that at a first-class level, it is difficult to actually use things such as divination points or portraits, even if you do not know the whole sound, but in any case, what you can do and what you cannot do are completely different.

after. Stay calm. Stay calm. Cheonan. Hello Hocheon. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. It is true that Dok-ui is a truly great lawmaker, but his opponent is of mixed blood. Enlightenment also raises the limit by one level, but this mixed blood is like a monster who completely forgets the limit.

Even if it was poisonous, it was clear that mixed blood was a difficult enemy.

Should I just tell them about my mixed blood characteristics?

That’s what I thought, but I quickly shook my head.

No matter how dogmatic he was and how thoroughly he adhered to the principles of the lawmaker, this was too risky a choice. When talking about characteristics, you really have to reveal everything to be able to explain it.

The fact that this world was originally a game, the fact that I was hit by a reincarnation truck in modern times and fell into this world of martial arts, and countless other things are all very fatal.

While I was contemplating my thoughts, it seemed like Doki had also made a decision.

“Okay…I guess I have no choice but to try something.”

Dok-ui looked at me and said.

“This time, I will test you using a method that has side effects. You may feel really rejected, you may feel really sick, and there may even be some aftereffects for a few days. Still, this is the only thing that comes to mind right now. If you agree, we will begin the examination.”

“…Please.”

I clenched my molars and held out my arms with full strength. What’s the big deal?

“Let’s get started.”

I felt some energy penetrating my body. A much weaker but stronger-looking energy rose up my arm than the energy that Doki had infused earlier.

“…You. Is it okay?”

“Yes? I can feel the energy coming in.”

“No, do you feel any pain, rejection, or anything like that?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Hmm…I guess I’ll go in a little further.”

The poisonous energy spread over my arms and into the acupuncture points in the center of my body. If the poisonous energy from before was dangerous and light as if it could fly away, the current energy was as heavy as mercury filling the air vein.

“Huh.”

I don’t know why, but Dok-ui lamented and regained his energy.

“I’m going to draw blood. I’ll take a bowl, so bear with it even if it hurts.”

Before I could even agree, my palms were parted and a bowl was placed underneath them in an instant. Although it was painful, it was 8 years since I had a meal at Moorim. Of course, a wound like this is very painful.

No matter how much experience you have, pain is pain.

Only after filling a bowl the size of a bowl of rice with my blood, a poisonous medicine was used to stop the bleeding by pointing to the acupuncture point. And Dok-ui looked at my blood with a frown for a moment.

Deep.

I took it in my hand and brought it to my mouth.

“Hmm.”

“Uh, old man?”

Doki, who was chomping at the taste, lifted the bowl and drank my blood. At the sudden act of bloodsucking, I hesitated and took a step back without realizing it, and the dog that had been making noises suddenly looked at me and asked.

“What on earth is so much mixed in your blood?”