Chapter 121: Wudang (1)
One who has formally entered the Wudang Sect is called a registered disciple.
It is a term referring to a martial artist who has received a generation rank and a Daoist na.
For reference, the title of a registered disciple of the Nine Sects is truly precious.
It is like a mirage that the majority of martial artists traversing the Jianghu Murim desperately desire but cannot obtain.
To beco a registered disciple of Wudang, one must leave behind worldly connections and enter the deep mountains and secluded valleys before the young age of five.
Since there is no way one would climb Mount Wudang by their own will at such a ager age, it is inevitable that there are various stories behind each arrival.
Being young does not an everything will go smoothly.
This is because, during the entry process, there is a selection based on basic root bone and innate nature.
They say that while the Dao is in everyone, martial talent is not in everyone.
The children who succeed in entering beco trainees.
Trainees spend their years learning the Dao, mind arts, sword arts, and fist and kick arts.
What they learn with particular care during those days is the Socheong Sword, which can be called the basic sword art of Wudang.
This is because the essence of Wudang is a Sword Sect.
When they reach the age of learning, those who will beco disciples and those who will descend the mountain are distinguished based on their achievent in the Socheong Sword.
Only children who have had their achievents in the Socheong Sword recognized and have blossod their talent can take off the mask of a trainee and beco a disciple.
It is said that from the level of a disciple, they are treated as students of Wudang, and from then on, they are given the qualification to learn various Wudang supre arts.
Although one learns various martial arts depending on the master they serve or their individual achievents and temperant, the Taecheong Sword is sothing all disciples mandatorily learn.
This is because the Taecheong Sword is the fundantal frawork of Wudang martial arts.
In truth, it is said that from the Taecheong Sword onwards, it is a difficult sword art that can be evaluated as a supre art.
Inevitably, there were those whose achievents were insufficient and could not pass the stage of a disciple.
Many people descend the mountain again at this stage.
It is said that only those who finally reach the completion of the Taecheong Sword by the Weak Crown age are given the qualification of a formal disciple of Wudang.
“Oh, there are so our age over there too.”
Brother Chun-baek, who had been examining the Great Training Ground for a while, spoke as if he found it fascinating.
His words were not wrong, as the majority of martial artists occupying the Great Training Ground were well over the age of forty.
“They must be third-generation disciples. Considering the current generation ranks of Wudang, they would be of the Mu character generation.”
When I gave the answer, Brother Chun-baek looked at with fascination.
“How do you know all such things?”
“Because it is common sense.”
Brother Chun-baek’s gaze turned towards Dancheon Hak, not .
“……I didn’t know either.”
When Dancheon Hak shyly confessed the truth, Brother Chun-baek smirked.
Brother Chun-baek’s gaze, looking at again, seed to be interrogating the truth.
“Hmm.”
I realized that the breadth of common sense possessed by , who had lived the life of a Beggar’s Gang disciple, and other martial artists was different.
In truth, even if one was just a One-Knot Beggar, if they didn’t know that level of information, they could claim innocence even if their head was bashed with a begging gourd.
However, since Brother Chun-baek and Dancheon Hak were not One-Knot Beggars, I exempted them from the begging gourd in my heart.
“Well, you might not know.”
“Isn’t it strange to know?”
“Isn’t it better than not knowing?”
“Keuk.”
Dancheon Hak tried to refute, but he was defeated by my logic.
Dancheon Hak still had a long way to go to catch up with the experience of Myeong-gae.
“Big brother, ignorance is not a sin. Do not mind it.”
“…….”
It was a bit sorry, but it would be right to just make Dancheon Hak out to be a slightly lacking person.
I couldn’t suddenly confess my life as Myeong-gae, could I?
Whoosh—
Fortunately, sothing happened that caught Brother Chun-baek’s attention.
“Ha— Is it Wudang as expected? Even a third-generation disciple is amazing.”
“Indeed so.”
As Brother Chun-baek said, the sword form that the martial artist of our age, who appeared to be a third-generation disciple, was polishing contained truly lofty profundities.
Judging by my discernnt, it was a martial artist who had long reached the completion of the Taecheong Sword and was pursuing the traces of supre martial arts further.
‘Is it the Supre Ultimate Wisdom Sword?’
No matter how much I lived the life of a Beggar’s Gang disciple, I couldn’t know everything about other sects.
However, since it would be difficult to view the profundities of the Supre Ultimate Wisdom Sword as the realm of public training no matter how I thought about it, it would be right to pretend not to know.
I made eye contact with the third-generation disciple.
His face was familiar.
However, what aroused great admiration in right now was his eye light rather than his face.
What was contained in that eye light was utmost rectitude, devotion, and competitive spirit.
‘Hmm.’
Truly, it would be right to see it as Wudang as expected.
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Anyway, it is inevitable that all registered disciples of Wudang are exceptional.
This is because they are talents chosen and gathered from all under heaven and raised with the secret transmissions of the Nine Sects.
Even the third-generation disciples were those who had long completed the Taecheong Sword, so they were people who had no difficulty in stepping into the Jianghu Murim and acting as proper swordsn.
But didn’t they say a crane standing among a flock of chickens?
There was a lofty talent who made the myriad talents look ordinary.
He was the current third-generation disciple of Wudang, Mudam of the Mu character generation.
Whoosh—
Mudam was diligently wielding the Songmun Ancient Sword today as well.
His sword form, continuing incessantly, truly resembled a river.
His achievent might not be surprising.
It was because he was the talent who obtained the alias of the Dragon of the current generation, the Flowing Dragon.
They said that a genius is originally born from innate talent added to steady training.
As if proving that saying right, Mudam’s peer, Musang, approached Mudam, who was wielding the Songmun Ancient Sword without skipping a day today as well.
“Hey, Mudam. Did you hear?”
“Hear what?”
“They say the New Star Exchange eting is soon.”
“I don’t live with my ears closed, so how could I not know?”
Mudam replied with a slight smile.
Like their conversation, the most discussed topic in Wudang recently was the story about the New Star Exchange eting.
For those who were stuck in the deep mountains and secluded valleys called Wudang only training, the New Star Exchange eting was an interesting event that had never happened before.
“The new experts and Dragons of the Jianghu Murim will be coming to Wudang.”
“I know that too.”
“Will they be strong?”
“Hmm.”
Even though they beca Daoists by becoming third-generation disciples, weren’t they also martial artists who investigated and trained in martial arts?
There was no way they could lack competitive spirit.
“They said the Jianghu Murim is wide. Since they are people who have been widely recognized there, wouldn’t they have high achievents?”
When Mudam answered, his close friend Musang laughed.
“Are you serious?”
Musang’s question was urging the truth.
Thinking that he couldn’t deceive Musang after all, Mudam revealed his honest inner thoughts.
“I think I might be stronger.”
Only then did Musang laugh heartily.
“Hmm. You’re unlucky.”
“I only said it because you made .”
“Who said anything? I also agree.”
Their conversation had its own credibility.
Because Mudam was a true genius with no match among his peers.
Since he was an exceptional existence even in Wudang where the martial talents of the world gathered, if he wasn’t called a genius, who would be called a genius?
“Would that person have co too?”
“That person?”
“I an the Divine Dragon of Dancheon.”
“……He must have co.”
When Musang ntioned the Divine Dragon of Dancheon, the expression of Mudam, who had been smiling consistently, hardened for the first ti.
—The Dragons this ti are indeed not as good as previous years.
Was it Manbakja?
It was because Mudam’s keen hearing had once captured the words he muttered quietly alone during the test.
Since Mudam had admired the myriad Dragons and Phoenixes, he couldn’t not know who Manbakja was referring to.
Divine Dragon of Dancheon.
The alias won during the Dragon and Phoenix days was Severing Dragon.
I know him by the na Myeong, the second son of the Dancheon Clan.
I heard that he broke the tradition of the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly and obtained the honor of the First Seat unanimously.
Mudam, who usually had no competitive spirit to speak of, felt a strange rivalry towards the person called the Divine Dragon of Dancheon.
The reason was that although he also showed overwhelming prominence at the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly, he did not obtain the honor of the First Seat.
I swear, among the Dragons of the current generation, there was no martial artist who could compare to him.
Mudam had inwardly expected a competition with the Severing Dragon, but it could not be fulfilled.
It was because the Severing Dragon did not step foot in the year Mudam participated in the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly.
The mory of asking a question to the Sect Leader, Taecheong Jin-in, risking rudeness the other day also ca to mind.
—Sect Leader.
—Speak.
—Do you also know the Severing Dragon, Sect Leader?
—Hoho. Of course I know. Since I participated as an examiner when he beca a Dragon.
—Is he much stronger than ?
For Mudam, it was a question asked carefully after much deliberation.
Knowing that fact, Taecheong Jin-in did not scold Mudam.
However, he kept silent for a while as if organizing his thoughts.
Finally, Taecheong Jin-in opened his heavy mouth.
—Generally, competitive spirit is important for a martial artist, but a tree that cannot be climbed becos a source of anguish for a Daoist.
That was the end of the words.
Since it wasn’t a very difficult taphor, Mudam could fully understand the content.
But at the sa ti, he couldn’t understand.
Because Mudam was the one who always existed as the climber, not the tree that cannot be climbed.
Also because if the speaker wasn’t the Sect Leader of the Great Wudang, he would never have admitted those words.
“Oh, over there, Cheon-un Jin-in is coming.”
Looking away from his thoughts at Musang’s fuss, he saw Cheon-un Jin-in and three outsiders following behind him.
He didn’t know the reason, but Mudam could recognize at a glance that one of them was the Divine Dragon of Dancheon.
“……Who is stronger.”
Mudam recited alone.
The genius of the ages recognized by Wudang, Flowing Dragon Mudam.
He was bothered by Severing Dragon Dancheon Myeong.
To be precise, perhaps it was the desire to prove that Manbakja and Taecheong Jin-in were wrong.
* * *
Thinking superficially, the New Star Exchange eting and the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly are similar.
The fact that they are held centered on the Nine Sects is so, and the fact that they are gatherings for the famous new experts of the Jianghu Murim is also so.
However, it is right to judge that the two events are fundantally different.
The reason is that if the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly is a place for prodigies who want to be verified, the New Star Exchange eting is a place where new experts who have already been verified gather.
In other words, it is right to evaluate the New Star Exchange eting not as a place for prodigies, but as a place for proper martial artists.
The atmosphere of the venue and the conduct of those who attended proved that fact.
In the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly, many people gathered centering on the influential prodigies of the so-called famous sects or clans.
It is not wrong to call them factions.
It was because a person who lacks confidence in themselves relying on a person or group superior to them is like a survival instinct.
Therefore, the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly naturally took the shape of factions banding together tightly and excluding other factions.
The strong in-group consciousness ford through factions blocks mutual exchange.
But the New Star Exchange eting is different.
As ntioned earlier, this is because they are all martial artists who have made their prestige known in the Jianghu Murim and have proven themselves.
The nature of a martial artist is like a beast.
Being a verified martial artist refers to those whose beastly nature has fully blood.
And beasts do not easily crawl under other beasts.
There is no room for factions or such to form.
Only occasionally, beasts with good sociability would pretend to know others and form friendships.
In a situation where everyone was acting aloof, a giant with a sturdy physique approached .
“Hahaha. Nice to et you. I am Peng Jin-hu.”
If it is Peng Jin-hu who proudly won the alias of Saber Dragon at the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly, he is a man who lacks nothing to be called a beast.
Although he borrowed the form of the Five Tigers Soul-Severing Blade Art, his physical strength that crumpled Hundred-Refined Steel with just innate strength remains as a vivid impression in my head.
“Great Hero Mad Tiger Blade, long ti no see.”
“Hmm?”
Just as Sword Dragon Dancheon Hak beca the Flying Cloud Sword, Saber Dragon Peng Jin-hu beca the Mad Tiger Blade.
If it is Mad Tiger Blade Peng Jin-hu, he is a figure who led the Righteous Murim Alliance shoulder to shoulder with King of Wanderers Lee Chun-baek during the Great War of Righteousness and Evil, so I cannot not know that fact.
“What is the matter?”
“Hahaha. In fact, I was half in doubt whether you would recognize .”
His words would be right.
I have no mory of conversing with Peng Jin-hu during the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly days.
“To think you would even recognize the alias Mad Tiger Blade instead of Saber Dragon, my joy is boundless.”
“The prestige of the Mad Tiger Blade is widespread in the Jianghu, how could I not know?”
“Who else has made their prestige known as much as the Divine Dragon of Dancheon recently?”
“I am flattered.”
Just by the fact that I ntioned the alias Mad Tiger Blade, the atmosphere of our conversation was quite warm.
As I said earlier, isn’t the Jianghu Murim a place where one lives for honor and dies for honor?
The fact that I knew Peng Jin-hu’s alias is enough for him to harbor good feelings towards .
Since the struggle of the Jianghu Murim is a path to proving one’s own existence, it is because one is pleased by others recognizing oneself.
Wait, I cannot deny the fact that the n of the Peng Clan with boisterous tendencies especially have strong such temperants.
Laughing heartily, Peng Jin-hu, who had a satisfied expression, continued his words.
“I heard my uncle owed you a lot.”
It wasn’t difficult to infer who the uncle Peng Jin-hu spoke of was.
Because the only figure of the Peng Clan I ford a connection with was Peng Ga-heon, the Shanxi Branch Lord of the Murim Alliance.
“If it is your uncle?”
But I asked specifically.
It was because I knew that friendship is built through mutual communication rather than deduction.
“Unrestrained Saber Peng Ga-heon is my very uncle. He is the martial artist I respect the most.”
Admiration was read in Peng Jin-hu’s gaze talking about Peng Ga-heon.
Because that appearance resembled thinking of Uncle Yeo Baek, the person called Peng Jin-hu entered my heart a little more.
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