Episode 250
“So, even though it may not be a great Shingungjeol class, I would like to create a training center that has basic training thods that can help low- to mid-level martial arts achievent and training thods that can help with internal energy training.”
“Do you an Feng Shui Jin from the prestigious faction?”
“Well… the Zhuge family is specialized in formation thods and organ formation techniques, and among those formation thods, even if they are not at the level of a prestigious righteous faction, it is possible to establish formation thods that can be helpful when seeking fortune.”
“Hiring a feng shui master is expensive. Hee-ya.”
“I will do it. Then the unit cost will be reduced.”
“Hmm.”
Master waves the fan slowly.
Jin Cheon-hee continued speaking to the teacher who was lost in thought.
“So, the idea is to create a so-called safe martial arts training area. Among the military books that are circulating around the streets, we search for the good ones, find stable ones, improve them, and pass them on. In return, we earn money by receiving usage fees.”
“…That sounds crazy.”
Are you that crazy?
But no matter how much I think about it, I think this will work. do!
“It will be different from the usual powerhouse priests. Trainers and mbers. Oh no… So it will be instructors and students. You can start by creating a city like that and proceed with the projects related to it. Then people gather accordingly.”
“….”
Hyundai continued speaking with good-natured madness.
“As the local comrcial area grows, the real estate business will also expand. People who have learned martial arts like that will beco friendly to us, and the supply of Baekrin Uigak soap will go well!”
This is the virtuous cycle that Jin Cheon-hee envisioned.
Master said.
“If you suddenly fall over during training, the doctors will be able to treat you right away.”
“Yes! On-site treatnt service! “Hospital in 10 minutes!”
“Seobi…? Anyway, I understand what you an.”
Jin Cheon-hee shouted a modern foreign word without realizing it, but even the teacher is familiar with this level now.
Zhugelin was lost in thought for a while.
“Hee, if soone other than you had said sothing like that, the gangho would have probably called you crazy.”
“Is it that much?”
“The existing priestly relationship and the process of learning martial arts. Because it ans overturning those common senses from the root. anwhile, they seem to be extrely obsessed with the distribution of soap and trying to save at least one more soldier.”
“…ha ha ha.”
It must be difficult as expected.
Zhuge Lin’s eyelids flutter for a mont as he closes his eyes.
Is this crazy plan that the disciple talked about really realistic?
No matter how genius Jegalin is, since his roots are strong, it is inevitable that he will feel like he is breaking a taboo by daring to co up with such an idea.
However, he was the only one who understood and was not bound by common sense and was able to arrive at such an idea.
Zhugelin didn’t just listen and thought and thought again and again.
Finally, after about 15 minutes had passed, Master opened his mouth.
“That’s a strange thing. “It is obviously impossible, but my calculations say it is possible.”
“Huh… Then…!?”
“Of course, it’s too early to be sure. “It will be necessary to conduct a survey of the nearby ronin who do not walk on either the black or white roads, and we will need to find suitable vacant land.”
“Are you doing it?!”
Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes sparkle.
What should I do? This crazy disciple.
“I’ll say it again, it’s too early to jump to conclusions. “I’ll find out if there are any more variables…”
Jin Cheon-hee said excitedly, interrupting the teacher.
“…If you do it, it will be great, Master. If you do it, it will be a hit!”
Why on earth is this disciple so certain?
Zhugelin’s bones felt excruciatingly painful.
* * *
Nangya Sword Dujin was born into a wealthy farming family.
Still, he was stronger than others, and his height and muscles were naturally unique. After learning so martial arts from a master who passed by the village where he lived, he decided to beco a strongman.
I imdiately went to the local military officer and learned martial arts.
It is a branch military officer created by a person nad Beon-gwak from a military family.
I learned there for a year.
And it was a year and a half years later that I left ho.
It was twenty years ago that I started wandering the river like that.
I am now 42 years old.
The level of martial arts is second-rate to high. Well, it’s second-rate anyway.
I couldn’t properly spread out a single line of sword energy, and I couldn’t train my inner energy very deeply.
To be honest.
The level of resistance is negligible.
That’s because I didn’t have a chance to deepen my inner gong training.
Normally, Neigong training involves controlling inhalation and exhalation and muscle tension and relaxation simultaneously.
I don’t even want the elixir.
If you acquire a special way of thinking and rember phrases, you could have beco a first-class martial artist by now.
However, it is impossible to estimate whether or not you will accumulate internal strength even if you practice with the ntal techniques you learned from a local military officer.
Therefore, sitting down and accumulating strength was a very difficult task for most strong martial artists.
As a result, I have beco a seasoned strongman who has been eating swordfish for over twenty years.
The reality is that he only has less than ten years worth of experience.
In that sense, for soone like Du Jin, Samjeolchuho is like a legend.
It was realistically impossible for soone like him to reach that level of achievent.
In fact, Samjeolchuho himself lants that he is an ordinary person, but there are many warriors in the world who are just getting older with much slower achievents than Samjeolchuho.
It is a sad fact that there are far more warriors who dare not be jealous of the young saints of the Yongbong branch, but would like to at least get sothing out of it.
However, this ti he heard an interesting rumor.
“A training center has opened where the effectiveness of training is several tis different?”
When I first heard it, I wondered if it was the work of blood missionaries, who are notorious these days.
I could sell my soul to achieve martial arts, but I never wanted to bathe in pig excrent.
Also, rumor has it that the religious leader there had to have sex with a pig, so believers had to sacrifice a pig every week.
I didn’t want to go that far, rather than learn magic and die from a coin attack.
If you do that, your parents will wake up from the grave.
“It was made at Baekrin’s Pavilion?”
“It’s commonly called Haze City.”
My drinking buddy, my fellow driver, told this.
Haze City.
It is said that it was created by plowing uninhabited land near the head office of Baekrin Uigak.
It is said that the purpose of this haze city is to help martial artists train.
“They charge a fee to use the facility, but they teach basic internal training techniques and systems, or external and herbal training.”
“We all know the basics… just pour yourself a drink.”
With a second-class unmanned vehicle, the basic level has already been covered.
I snorted, thinking he was just an attaché for a third-rate unmanned target. However, Chinwoo answered with a rather serious expression.
“I laughed too. But a Ronin I know ca here after training there for about a month and beca noticeably stronger.”
“I just relearned the basics and I got stronger?”
Does this make sense? He spoke carefully.
“Maybe you can teach Shingongjeolk…”
“That’s not true. “It’s an improved version of cheap martial arts.”
Is it possible to beco strong with just that?
I couldn’t believe it.
I can’t believe it, but…
I ended up leaving the long journey from Nyanagam Dujin and arrived here.
I had no choice but to fool myself and co with the excuse that there was a misfortune happening there.
I was more attracted to the rumor that White Clothed God Dragon had planned it himself.
First of all, I thought it wouldn’t be a very suspicious place like Demonic Church or Hyeolseongyo.
Just a little bit more. If only I could beco a little stronger…!
That’s how we arrived at the haze city.
First of all, the city boundary is surrounded by a fence.
The entrance was spacious, but there were things there that I had never seen before.
ticket box.
Entrance and exit.
Dujin may not have known it, but this smoke city was planned by Jin Cheonhee from beginning to end.
You have to buy a ticket at the entrance and pay a separate fee for the various facilities you want to use inside!
XDeworld. It is a place modeled after amusent parks like X Land.
There was also so reference to the modern large sauna.
Of course, everything from unlimited passes to discounted annual mberships are on sale at great prices!
“Uh… uh… just give three days worth of basic rights.”
The warrior sitting at the table wrote ‘three days worth of basic rights’ on a wooden tablet and stamped it.
“Three nights and four days. “You can use standard accommodations among the four levels of Kabul Soldiers in Yeonmu City, and three als are provided free of charge, so eat well.”
I nodded at the blunt warrior’s words.
It’s not a cheap price, but it’s worth paying compared to the official admission fee of a military attaché.
I put the wooden paddle in my pocket and went inside.
Suddenly, I felt a pure energy.
‘That friend is right. Even if it’s not at the level of a prestigious political faction, it’s full of a fairly pure spirit.’
The second characteristic of Haze City.
Base thod.
In order to help with internal energy training, it was artificially manipulated to attract the surrounding energy and allow pure energy to flow inside the city.
Although it was nothing compared to the formation of a place like the Shaolin Temple shaman sect Namgungga, it was clear that spreading the formation across an entire city like this would be a huge undertaking.
He agreed that the only person in the world who could pull off this crazy thing was Zhuge Shi.
Even people like myself, who are training in lower-level internal energy techniques and whose training effect is so minimal that they don’t even know if they are getting internal energy training or not.
‘Perhaps here I can feel my inner energy gathering when I practice!’
Age of forty.
When I was young, there was a ti when I believed that I might be a genius Shinryong.
However, it was a ti that was broken by the winds of ti and reality.
Those forty years beca uncomfortable.
‘Oh damn things! People from prestigious families have been training in this way since they were young! Jeenjang!’
I find myself swearing and grumbling to myself.
There was a notice posted on the wall.
‘Let’s see… a foreign attack training school. A workshop to prepare for poisonous attacks. First aid training center. That’s a lot… but I don’t have enough money. ‘At the regular level, I just need to do intensive internal training and go out.’
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