Episode 364. He lowered his head with a gloomy face saying, “I’m going to tell
Yeonnamcheon .”
An indescribable feeling filled my chest and rose to my neck.
“There is no such thing as a face like that. If there is a beginning, there is an end. Everyone who is born once dies. I go now, but soday your turn will co too.”
“Yes…”
I know.
I know, but I couldn’t shake the sadness.
“The sajo took as a disciple when I was young and gave the na ‘Cheongbulno’. All my life, I thought that my na was a taphor for the old days, but today I suddenly realized that it was not.”
“…”
“Even if the body gets old, the mind said not to get old. Namcheon-ah, the heart is immortal. Do you understand the reason?”
“yes.”
Yeonjeokha politely replied.
Thinking that today is the last day, every single word was a waste and precious.
Cheongbulno looked at Yeonjeokha with a pleased gaze.
“Still, I’m glad I accepted you as a disciple ahead of the top line. If I go without handing over the law of speech, the ancestors will not leave alone.”
As the words beca difficult, Cheongbulno cald down for a mont.
It seems that now is really the ti to rise.
“Until now, I only taught you the necessary techniques. You’ll have to learn the rest later in the Oryong Palace. It seems now is the ti to pass on the Eonbeop for the last ti.”
Realizing that he was running out of ti, the Blue Buddha got up from his seat and stood behind Yeonjeokha’s back.
When Yeon Jeok-ha tried to stand up belatedly, the blue fire noose lightly pressed down on his shoulder.
“Sit down and clear your mind.”
“….”
He slowly controlled his breath according to the instructions of his master.
Cheongbulno waited in silence until Yeonjeokha’s breathing entered the ‘stage of consciousness’.
Shortly thereafter, the sound of his breathing completely subsided.
It has finally reached the stage [息] where you can’t tell if you’re breathing or not.
The Blue Bull placed the palm of his hand on the top of his head.
And he declared it in a tone that was soft but at the sa ti hard as a rock.
“I speak in the na of Gong Yaja and Cheongbulno. I pass on the speech of Gong Yaja and Cheongbulno to Yeonnamcheon.”
I heard the voice of Cheongbulno in the middle of the battle.
Until then, I thought so.
However, it is the mont when the word ‘I’ll tell you’ is over.
Suddenly, an unprecedented force fell on the top of my head as if it were being hit with an axe.
‘Boom!’ The head exploded with a sound.
No, I lost my mind in a terrifying shock that made feel that way.
I woke up to the faint sound of a recital.
A faint morning light stread in through the window.
Lying on the floor for a long ti in Daejeon, he jumped up in surprise.
In the place where the silence square had been spread out, Cheongbulno was sitting cross-legged.
“Master?”
But the sage didn’t answer.
The serial enemy cautiously approached the green fire furnace.
Looking at his usual face, it seems like a joke that he said sothing about the top line.
Just in case, I put the back of my hand in front of my nose.
I couldn’t feel my breath.
I sat down in front of the blue fire furnace, which suddenly lost its pulse.
I couldn’t even say goodbye, but I never thought I’d be saying goodbye to my teacher like this!
I thought I would hear a will after I was taught the Eonbeop.
However, the process was not as expected.
“I couldn’t even say goodbye…”
Tears suddenly started to flow.
He knew he was going to win first place, but he couldn’t say goodbye,
endlessly blaming himself for his stupidity.
I was angry with myself thinking I had blown the one chance I had in my life.
“Stupid bastard. You should have said hello to Master in advance. You didn’t say what you wanted to say.”
Tears fell to the floor.
After a while, he bowed to the teacher who had left the room and left.
***
The top line of the Cheongbulno was widely known through the Taoist who ca out to clean the Oryong Palace at dawn.
The masters of Oryong Palace calmly prepared for Cheongbulno’s funeral even in the midst of sadness.
fortnight later.
Finally, the funeral service of Cheongbulno was held.
The seated Cheongbulno was seated on the throne of the Ohryonggung, and the Taoist priests read the sutras in front of him.
In the anti, sothing surprising happened.
Dosa Cheonmyeong, the owner of Oryonggung Palace, installed Yeondubi in the position of Sangju.
The masters and practitioners were puzzled, but they couldn’t even open their mouths because of the solemn atmosphere of the funeral.
The funeral ended simply as the usual Cheongbulno wished.
The blue fire furnace was buried in a left-handed state on the back mountain, and the Oryong Palace, which had been burning paper money for 15 days, was also restored to its original state.
The initiation ceremony was not held in September because of the funeral, but no one complained.
Even Jang Yi-do, who was looking forward to the initiation ceremony, was silent.
Since Oh Ryong Chil Sa was the best teacher, he couldn’t say anything in terms of courtesy.
After the funeral, Dosa Cheonmyeong, the owner of the Oryong Palace, announced that Yeon Doo-bi was a nad disciple of Cheongbulno.
And he revealed that his doho was ‘Namcheon’.
The practitioners of Palseongak who lived with Yeon Doo-bi responded that they could not understand.
But surprisingly, the masters of Oryonggung were calm.
They know that because they are quirky, they cannot be asured with normal standards.
Anyway, after Cheongbulno’s funeral, he moved from ‘Namchae High School’ to ‘Lu Dongbin’.
It was excluded from the initiation ceremony to honor the nad disciple of Cheongbulno.
And now, the na was changed from ‘Yeondubi’ to ‘Yeonnamcheon’.
On the surface, everything seed to be finished, but in reality it was not.
The practitioners of the Palseongak envy him for his good fortune, but they also envy him.
The disciples of ‘Lu Dongbin’ were reluctant to go to Yeonnamcheon.
Unlike them who passed the strict question and answer ceremony, it is because Yeonnamcheon only caught the eyes of Cheongbulno and beca his disciple.
So people even said, ‘Cheongbulno beca senile in his later years.’
It’s all because of Yeonnamcheon’s dismal past.
Yeon Jeok-ha also acknowledged it and listened to people’s criticism with one ear and let it go.
Only Lee Do-ju welcod the joining of Yeonnamcheon.
after lunch.
I crouched under the eaves of the overlapping ceiling and stared at the distant sky.
After Cheongbulno left, I kept thinking of the days of Waryongjang.
It seems that it is ntally difficult.
Just in ti, Lee Do-ju, who was passing by, found him alone and approached him.
“Little brother, no, now I will beco a priest. You are the nad disciple of Nosa Cheongbulno, but since I entered first, call the death penalty from now on.”
The ranks of the secular disciples were determined according to the order of initiation.
Even though he was a disciple, Yeonnamcheon was also from a secular family, so Lee Do-ju was sentenced to death.
“It’s nice to know soone. The other executioners didn’t even look at .”
“Understand. The initiation ceremony must be so difficult. You have to train for at least half a year to pass, but the priest beca a lay disciple in two months, so your stomach will hurt. Think of it as a price for not going through the initiation ceremony.”
“I was thinking that too.”
“I don’t know what others may say, but I believe in the eyes of old man Cheongbulno. That’s probably why the Oryong masters recognized you as a nad disciple of Nosa Cheongbulno. As you can see, sorcerers are really picky.”
“It seems so.”
While the warriors were angry, the sorcerers were ticulous and ticulous.
It can be seen just by looking at the complicated procedure of the initiation ceremony of drying human blood.
To be honest, it was enough to hear the voice of a disciple of the secular family even if he received strict training in the palseongak.
The life of the Palseon-Gak is severe enough to be used as a refiner in other breakwaters.
However, there was no chin in the Oryong Palace.
It was a difficulty that did not suit the poor treatnt of magicians in the river.
Zhang Yi-dao of ‘Zongliquan’ is not crying out for broadening his door for nothing.
When Jang Yi Do suddenly ca to mind, Yeonjeokha asked in passing.
“Do you know Jang Yi-do, who is in the ‘Jongri-kwon’?”
“Everyone knows. A disciple of a secular family from Shangcheng Palace. Why but?”
“No, I asked because he seems to know the death penalty.”
The serial killer quickly turned around.
Even if he looked down on a person from Taehwa Palace, he couldn’t tell.
“When you spend ti together at Palshenggak, you hear about each other. If you are a disciple of a secular family, even to the extent of being a monk.”
“Co to think of it, I don’t think Ohryonggung doesn’t care where you co from. is not it?”
“The sorcerers are not interested in the Murim sect. Because I think it’s a completely different way. It’s like the Moorim’s breakwaters don’t want to know about the sorcerers.”
“It must have happened because we looked down on each other, right?”
“It seems that since the warriors ignore the sorcerer, the sorcerer has also distanced himself.”
“By the way, the death penalty. Does anything change when you beco a secular disciple?”
“What changes?”
“Like other palseongak, you recited in the dorm and received lectures as well. Do you have anything else to do?”
“ah! In the afternoon, while other practitioners learn swordsmanship and amulets in the East Garden and the Dragon Palace, we learn the Feasts of the Dragon Palace in the West Garden.”
“okay. Co to think of it, I rember hearing it once before.”
“Let’s go to Seowon while we’re talking. It’s ti to go to the seowon anyway.”
When Lee Do-joo took the lead, Yeonjeok-ha happily followed him.
After a long walk to the west ca a huge garden surrounded by a high wall.
It is a vow that has only been heard in words.
One by one, Lu Dongbin’s disciples gathered in the garden, walking in front and behind.
The disciples of the secular family glanced at Yeonjeokha with disapproving eyes.
It was only natural that he was given the privilege of skipping the difficult question and answer ceremony.
After a while, the high school guru ca out in front of about a dozen secular disciples.
“Today, following on from yesterday, I will learn the silver form technique.”
The guru of ancient studies taught three mantras: the law of emptiness, the law of darkness, and the law of sea fog.
“’Void Law’ is the most difficult, ‘Darkness Law’ is next, and ‘Haemu Law’ is the easiest. If I can develop even one of them, I will admit that I have succeeded.”
After he finished speaking, the secular disciples stood or sat cross-legged and recited mantras.
After about half an hour (1 hour), the high school guru called the secular disciples together.
“The reason why it is said to be successful if you can perform even one of the three is to find a technique that suits you. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you master all three. However, in the end, the sorcerer is bound to use only the surest one. Hyeongjutsu is a technique to hide oneself in front of a strong enemy. If there is a magician who is definitely good at one and a magician who is bad at three, who do you think will survive?”
“One.”
The disciples of the secular family answered with unanimity.
In fact, if the effect was similar, it was correct to use the most reliable one.
At the answer of the students of the secular family, the high school guru nodded with a satisfied face.
“Who will try the silver technique first?”
The disciples of the secular family only noticed each other, but did not want to go first.
It was embarrassing to show it in front of others because it was at the level of a high mango.
In the end, the high school guru nominated one person at a ti.
The first person to be nominated among the disciples of the secular family was Lee Do-ju.
Among the silver techniques, Lee Do-joo chose ‘Haemubeop’.
“Apr.
When the spell was finished, a haze of mist rose around his body.
However, the mist was not enough to cover him.
However, the guru of high school did not hold back his praise.
“Your magic power is weak and cloud and fog are weak, but you did a good job materializing the spell. Be more diligent.”
As if they were encouraged by Lee Do-joo’s technique, the disciples of the secular family raised their hands.
So of them were slightly better than Lee Do-joo, but the skills of the students of the secular family were generally similar.
But not everyone was alone.
“Angry, darkness, and inconsistency…. Ohm, the payroll law subhaha!”
As Seolyeon Baek perford the ‘Darkness thod’, a thick darkness fell behind her.
Of course, it was not enough to cover the whole body, but it was far superior to others.
The scholar of ancient studies also praised Baek Seol-yeon’s silver technique.
Baek Seol-yeon, who laughed at the praise of her teacher and siblings, turned her gaze to one side.
There was still Yeonnamcheon left, but I didn’t think he would be better than himself.
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