Chapter 342
There's a saying that to know how good it is to live without a care in the world, you just have to leave home and come back.
I'm feeling exactly that right now.
Although I gained a lot by going out this time, there were just as many things that happened.
What happened at the tomb of the Meteor King made me think again about changing other people's lives with my past information, and what happened at the gambling house made me realize again how much what I did could help the orthodox martial world in the future.
'With this much, can I say that the dispute with the Evil Faction Alliance has been somewhat prepared for?'
I, after pondering, shook my head, judging coldly.
There are still several martial artists left in the Evil Faction Alliance.
The Evil Faction's First Sword, Gal Ma-hyeok, the Sa-pae-ryeon Lord, Dokgo Ju-gwak, and the Green Forest King, Ma Cheon-deuk.
And in the end, even the Evil Faction Alliance Leader, whose true identity is still unknown.
Considering that the Evil Faction Alliance is also related to the Demonic Cult, it seems I can't be at ease at all yet.
Then what is the most important thing from now on?
Although various thoughts crossed my mind, if I were to pick the most important one, only one thing comes to mind.
'My martial arts.'
I have to be strong. I just have to defeat the bastards who are aiming for the righteous faction with overwhelming force, and the bastards who are trying to kill me.
It was the same this time.
If I hadn't become this strong thanks to my constant efforts and the various opportunities I had recently gained, I wouldn't have been able to solve the sudden incidents so easily.
So although I said I was living without a care in the world at first, in fact, it wasn't that I had nothing to do, but that it was a time when I could fully concentrate on my training.
Because even if I train my martial arts in my spare time while going out of the Wudang Sect and doing missions, it's unlikely to have the same efficiency as settling down in one place and concentrating like this.
And just as I was devoted to my training, there were people who were also devoted to their training.
They were my senior brothers and my master.
"Senior brothers, you're all doing well on your own now without me telling you to?"
"Of course. Now I can't even sleep well if I don't train."
"It has a strange addiction. It's hard when you sweat and move your body, but after you finish today's portion, you feel refreshed, should I say?"
"That's not all. It's also really fun to see my martial arts getting stronger step by step. I wouldn't know if there were no achievements, but since I know that I'll be stronger tomorrow than today, and today than yesterday, there's nothing more fun than this."
My senior brothers, as I had intended, had now really become training fanatics.
To be honest, I didn't think my senior brothers would get this into training.
Strictly speaking, it was because my senior brothers had not started training of their own will, but had been forced to start because I told them to.
But the time they spent with me, and the various things they experienced with me, had changed my senior brothers.
On top of that, the physical training method I had organized over my entire life and the advanced martial arts of the Wudang Sect met, creating a tremendous synergistic effect, and the speed of learning and mastering martial arts became incredibly fast.
Originally, the most painful thing when learning martial arts is that it's hard because you can't be sure if you're growing or not, but since my senior brothers are training while seeing their growth with their own eyes, it can't be helped but be fun.
I am confident that if a few more years pass like this, each of my senior brothers will be able to become strong enough to be at the level of my past self.
The fact that the number of masters is increasing like this means that the Wudang Sect, and the orthodox martial world, will become that much safer.
Although there is still quite a bit of time left until the Demonic Cult bastards invade, the number of masters is always felt to be insufficient, no matter how many there are.
"Today... let's train on our own. Is there anything you want to learn from me?"
And my master... has recently started to feel a little scary.
My master, who had officially become the Sect's leading disciple, had his martial arts properly checked again under the Sect Leader, and he filled in the parts he had been lacking or insufficient in from the beginning.
And from a certain day, my master began to perform my training method as if it were a daily routine, and at some point, his body was also cleanly wiped, to the point where he looked as if he had been reborn as a different person.
And my master, without even looking at the Sect Leader's expression, began to pass on all the martial arts he had learned from the Sect Leader to me.
In fact, at first, I thought it was because my master trusted me that much, but lately, it feels like that's not it.
It was to the point where I wondered if he was just teaching me everything he knew at once and then saving the time to teach me to do his own training.
"No. I don't have anything in particular. I'll ask you then if I don't know something."
"Good. I also don't have anything to teach you since I haven't learned anything from the Sect Leader recently."
"But... master. You've surpassed a realm again recently. Congratulations."
"Congratulations for what. It's just one step forward. The path I have to go is still so far and distant."
Moreover, my master was indeed a great martial talent.
Every time I saw him, he had gotten a little stronger, and when I saw him after a few days, I thought he had completely surpassed a realm.
My master is now in the most important period as a martial artist.
It seemed he was going through a period of endless evolution.
I, not wanting to disturb such a master, did not visit him that often.
I would just show my face once in a while to show that I was doing well.
And not only my senior brothers and my master, but Wudang is also full of tremendous talents.
In the upper generation, Elder Hyeon Cheong and Elder Hyeon Jeong are showing their prominence, and in our generation, including the Five Swords of Wudang like Un Gwang, Un-hwang, and Un-ji-hak, other senior brothers are also polishing themselves by doing bloody training every day.
'In my past life, why did such a Wudang Sect collapse so easily?'
I feel anew how much I have changed the Wudang Sect.
But that is by no means me being arrogant that I did well.
In my opinion, the Wudang Sect just needed a trigger.
Because the peaceful world had lasted for too long, there was no reason to work harder, and there was no reason to become desperately strong.
'No. Come to think of it, there was no sect as tenacious as the Wudang Sect.'
But looking back at the past, it wasn't that the Wudang Sect had only shown a weak side.
Because in the end, it was the Wudang Sect Taoists who had fought alongside the Demonic Cult bastards while traveling all over the martial world until I died.
It was the same in the final battle with Mok Hwashin.
They, while dying at Mok Hwashin's sword, created an opening for me, and they created the opening for me to take Mok Hwashin down with me.
Because the last face I saw as I was dying was Un Gwang's.
Sometimes, that's why I thought I might have been reborn as the Wudang Sect's Unhwi.
Because in my lonely past life, the place where I had the deepest connection was right here, the Wudang Sect.
"Hwi-ya. This time, I've thought of a martial art like this, what do you think?"
Senior Brother Un Gwang was the same as ever.
He, while training his own martial arts, always thought about and researched new martial arts in his spare time.
Of course, it was me who performed that martial art with my body.
Fortunately, my understanding of martial arts had improved to the point where I could perform the theory that Un Gwang was thinking of with my body, and I gave my opinion while performing all the martial arts that Un Gwang ordered.
"I don't think it's a bad idea, but isn't the internal energy consumption too inefficient at the end? I don't think it's a martial art to be performed with a long-term battle in mind. But it also seems to lack the destructive power to defeat the opponent with a single blow in a short-term decisive battle."
"Hmm... right? Then how about this? Instead of scattering the internal energy at the last moment, how about inducing the opponent's weakness by retrieving it again..."
"Ah! I think that's a good idea. It could be a life-saving ultimate technique that can be used just once in a very desperate moment."
"Right? Then I'll have to develop this in that way again."
Un Gwang, when I said it was a good opinion, answered with a bright smile, as if he were so happy.
It seemed that Un Gwang preferred to dissect and research martial arts like this and create new martial arts rather than directly performing and fighting with martial arts.
'Yes. Work harder. Because you are a talent who can create the best martial arts someday.'
If there is something I am good at, there is also something I am not good at.
In my past life, I thought I had to do everything myself.
I thought the world was a cold place to me, and I thought life was lived alone.
But while living this life, that thought has changed a lot.
There is no need for me to take on everything by myself.
Since the world is not lived alone but together, we just have to gather our strength while each doing what we are best at.
The reason I was a loner in my past life, wasn't it because people ostracized me, but because I didn't look at other people?
'The same goes for old man Maeng Gwang-gae.'
Come to think of it, the way old man Maeng Gwang-gae treats me is not different at all in the past or now.
He probably treated the self-reliant swordsman of the past just as much as he treats me now.
But my heart that accepts it is different.
In the past, I thought Maeng Gwang-gae was drawing a strange line because I wasn't a member of the Beggars' Sect, but now that I think about it, it seems that's just his personality.
There are people who reveal all their inner thoughts even to people they are close to, and there are also people who have their own secrets.
Maeng Gwang-gae just seems to have been the latter type of person. But I, because of my inferiority complex, had just distanced myself from him, thinking that Maeng Gwang-gae was not opening his whole heart to me.
'What I'm good at... is just learning, training, and fighting. I should acknowledge what the people around me are good at, and believe that they can each play their roles.'
And that belief will not betray me.
Come to think of it, wasn't it the same this time? When I entrusted everything related to the operation to old man Maeng Gwang-gae, I just became a single sword and cut the opponent.
As I was recalling various past events and circulating my qi, a powerful qi wave spread out from around me.
I know well what this feeling is.
Enlightenment.
That's right. This is also enlightenment. Although I said I was concentrating on my training until now, in fact, it seems I wasn't fully concentrating on my training.
Although my body was training, my head and heart were full of other thoughts.
What if the Demonic Cult invades? When will I make the Wudang Sect and the orthodox martial world stronger?
What on earth are the Evil Faction Alliance bastards up to? And so on, I was full of all kinds of worries and miscellaneous thoughts, so can I really say that I was engrossed in my training?
No. I have rarely concentrated properly on my training until now.
Perhaps that was the reason why I had trained my body to the point where it felt harsh.
Because anyway, when you move your body to the limit, only then do you have no thoughts and enter a state of selflessness.
But, from now on, I am different.
I don't have to take on everything, and I don't have to worry about everything by myself.
I have my master, my senior brothers, and my comrades.
As I realized that, I was finally able to concentrate all my mind on my training.
I, who had reached a state of selflessness, began to emit a tremendous qi wave without realizing it, and.
I had thus reached a higher realm.
(End of Chapter)