"That's not all."
Daoist Master Chongun hurriedly told him about the other symptoms. Mok Wigun had Pyon Juksu sit down and spoke to him telepathically.
- Shouldn't we figure out exactly what the symptoms are before we move?
- It's because he looks like he's in a critical condition. Wouldn't it be better to just go quickly and do sothing? Don't you think?
- Calm down a little. There will be things we need to take, so listen.
After calming Pyon Juksu down, he continued to listen to the story.
"I also thought it was Qi Deviation and tried to help, but Mugwang said he was fine. He spoke as usual and seed to be in his right mind."
Just in case, he had checked the flow of his internal energy, and it wasn't running rampant. But it couldn't be normal for his body to be twisted.
"It's even more bizarre that he says he doesn't feel any pain. But he can't stop it either. So I rushed here."
As Mok Wigun listened and thought, he asked as if sothing had co to mind.
"Is it not that he's bent in one direction, but that he's writhing with a cracking sound?"
"No. How do you know that?"
Mok Wigun realized that Pyon Juksu had caused an accident.
"Hah. I've seen sothing similar in a book."
"Oh. Is that so? Do you also know how to fix it?"
"Yes. The thod to fix it was also written there."
"That's a relief. A relief. Then let's go quickly."
Mok Wigun asked him to wait for a mont.
"There are a few things I need to get from the manor. So if you tell the location, I'll go there right away."
"Can't I just go with you?"
Daoist Master Chongun said he would also stop by the manor and then go, but Mok Wigun stopped him.
"Daoist Master, you should go first and examine him carefully. If he feels pain or loses consciousness, infuse a little true energy into the Zhongfu acupoint on his shoulder and the Tanzhong acupoint above his solar plexus."
"How much true energy should I infuse?"
"It's a bit difficult to say how much... Try it very weakly, and if it has no effect, you can increase it little by little."
And he told him to stop imdiately when the effect appeared.
"Is that all I have to do?"
"Yes. If you just do that, he will be calm for a while."
Then Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu could arrive and begin the full-scale treatnt.
"I understand. But can you find your way?"
"Isn't Chang'an well-organized like a chessboard? I can find it easily."
Daoist Master Chongun still seed worried and told him the location of his residence again. And then he moved in a great hurry, as if he was worried about Mugwang. As he left, Mok Wigun said to Pyon Juksu.
"You taught him that, right? The one you made in that other world."
"Uh. That's right."
Pyon Juksu answered, looking at him furtively. When they were in that other world, Pyon Juksu had created an internal energy cultivation thod that suited him. Mok Wigun had also tried using it, and he was surprised. His internal energy had run wild like a wild horse, and his body had twisted.
At that ti, his internal energy was imnse, so there was no particular problem, but it was very dangerous for a human to use.
"Hey. How could you teach him that? You can withstand it, but do you think a human body can endure it?"
"I just taught him the most effective one I know because he was pestering so much."
Mok Wigun sighed. It might be a trivial internal energy cultivation for Pyon Juksu, but it could be fatal to a human. Because his body could withstand the shock from the internal energy cultivation, but it was difficult for a human body to endure.
"It's a good thing it's Mugwang. He's enduring it because his internal energy is profound."
"Then what should we do?"
"First, we have to go and get the silver needles and this and that. It's a good thing I have the things I packed to treat myself."
Fortunately, treatnt was possible with just the tools he carried. Mok Wigun told him to hurry and ran to the manor.
* * *
"Daoist Master. I beg you."
Zhongnan's Pung Oksan bowed his head to Daoist Master Chongun and pleaded earnestly.
"Please think of Zhongnan."
"Didn't I tell you? It's not sothing I can do anything about."
Daoist Master Chongun, who had co to his residence, imdiately infused true energy into Mugwang's acupoints as Mok Wigun had said when he saw him in pain. Then his face beca calm, and the twisting also lessened a little.
But then a guest had arrived. It was Zhongnan's Pung Oksan. This was not the first ti. He had already co several tis to talk about the sa thing. It was a story about saving Zhongnan.
"The only one I can trust right now is you, Daoist Master."
"How can I do anything about what the Alliance decides?"
It was almost accepted as a fait accompli that Zhongnan would be excluded from the Nine Sects One Alliance. Only a formal procedure remained, and nothing would change.
"Don't be like that, and please prepare well for the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly. If you get good results there, who knows?"
"Hah. If that were possible, would I be asking you like this, Daoist Master?"
Good results at the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly? It was an impossible story from the beginning. The current top master of Zhongnan is himself. But even if he tries to use his internal energy, he feels pain every ti and has to stop. Besides, his condition was getting worse. He was literally dying.
The Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly is an event where the elites of each generation from each sect co out and compete in martial arts. Zhongnan is not only pushed back by the Nine Sects One Alliance but also by the powerful figures in this region. It's not just being pushed back, it's a situation where they are being crushed miserably.
It ans they can't even pass the regional preliminaries. So how can they expect to get good results at the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly?
"All the people who could be called masters died in that incident ten years ago. The children are still far from ready."
"I also feel sorry for Zhongnan's situation. But there is no other way, is there?"
"Daoist Master. Considering Zhongnan's sacrifice thirty years ago, the Alliance shouldn't be doing this, should it?"
When the story of thirty years ago ca up, Daoist Master Chongun was also at a loss. It was because Zhongnan had played the most decisive role in winning the bloody battle with the Demonic Cult and the battle with the previous Heavenly Demon.
In return, Zhongnan had suffered a blow close to annihilation. The reason why Zhongnan, which had been like that, was able to revive was because the few who had survived at that ti had raised their disciples well. But Zhongnan, which was trying to revive like that, suddenly collapsed ten years ago.
"I know. I also saw it with my own eyes at that ti. Hah."
When he brought up that matter, Daoist Master Chongun's heart softened. In fact, it was because of that kind of personality that Pung Oksan had co to ask Daoist Master Chongun.
The others all said they felt sorry for him, but they moved coldly, weighing their own advantages and disadvantages. Still, among the influential people, Chongun was the only one to whom such a request would work.
"I will talk to the Alliance once. But it's better not to have high expectations."
"Thank you. That alone will be a great help."
"More than that, Daoist Master Pung. You need to take care of your health."
Pung Oksan was so thin that he looked pitiful. His eyes were sunken, and his cheeks were hollow, so at a glance, he looked like a corpse.
"Is my health the problem right now?"
Pung Oksan said weakly.
"Still, you have to take care of your body to be able to help Zhongnan. I know a physician, shall I introduce you?"
"It's alright. Thank you for your concern."
Pung Oksan stood up, bowing.
"Oh. He's coming over there."
Daoist Master Chongun saw Pyon Juksu and Mok Wigun coming and shouted.
"Daoist Master Pung. What is this?"
Mok Wigun also recognized Pung Oksan and ran over in surprise. At first, he didn't recognize Pung Oksan. That's how bad his condition was.
"It's Wigun. So. How are you? Are you not sick anywhere?"
Pung Oksan asked, holding Mok Wigun's hand. He was smiling faintly, but there was no strength in his voice. Mok Wigun was surprised once again.
His fingers felt like they were just bones. And he could tell that his condition had worsened. It had beco much worse than he had thought.
"I will talk with Daoist Master Pung for a mont. You two should go inside."
He had told Pyon Juksu all about the treatnt thod. And he had firmly instructed him. To tell him not to use it under any circumstances until his internal energy beca much deeper. Since Mugwang was also greatly surprised, he would listen to Pyon Juksu's words.
"Then let's go."
Daoist Master Chongun moved with Pyon Juksu to where Mugwang was. When the two were left alone, Mok Wigun examined Pung Oksan's condition.
"You have used your internal energy. And several tis at that."
"How did you know?"
"How could I not know when your body is in this state?"
Pung Oksan smiled weakly.
"Everyone dies. Everyone has their own destiny."
"You have to live first, don't you? I told you it could be treated, and until then, you should not use your internal energy if possible."
"A person is always at a crossroads of choice. Whether to live long with regret, or to live without regret and die."
Pung Oksan had made a choice that would not leave any regrets, even if his life was shortened. And Pung Oksan, even with his body in that state, was worried about Mok Wigun.
"Do you have no aftereffects? Are you not sick anywhere? You shouldn't be complacent just because you're all better, you need to rest well."
"Who is worrying about whom right now?"
Mok Wigun said it was a good thing.
"Treatnt is possible now. So let's start right away."
"Is that true?"
Pung Oksan was greatly delighted.
"That's great. That's great. How long will the treatnt take?"
"It won't take long."
Mok Wigun said that even just a month of treatnt would have an effect.
"Daoist Master Chongun also said he would help, so if I just get better, there's a possibility."
Of course, it's a very slim possibility. But isn't it better than not being able to expect anything at all?
"Think about that later and get treatnt first."
Mok Wigun took Pung Oksan and headed to his own manor. It was to give him proper treatnt there.
* * *
"Hoo-ooh."
Mok Wigun slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.
"It's definitely good. It seems my body is properly built only when I fight with strong guys."
After the duel with Bang So-eung, he felt as if every corner of his body had been activated. It was a feeling of sothing that had been blocked being completely cleared. Perhaps because of that, his body condition had improved much more after the duel. He was able to utilize even the most minute ridians.
Seeing that, Pyon Juksu said as if he was amazed.
"Really? It seems the effect was better than you thought."
"Because you have to fight with all your might to awaken even the minute parts of your body."
If he had his way, he wanted to fight with Bang So-eung a few more tis. The thrill of fighting with strong guys could not be replaced by anything.
"You can fight with , can't you?"
"I can't fight with you. The effect drops if I know I won't die."
Instead, he had used up almost all his internal energy, so he had to make a temporary dantian again. But it was still good. Mok Wigun muttered that he should look for a master worth fighting nearby.
"But why haven't these guys contacted ?"
Five days had passed since the duel with Bang So-eung. They had acted as if they would contact him right away when they left, but there was still no news.
"Should I contact them first?"
He wanted to fight with Bang So-eung one more ti, even if it ant doing that. But suddenly, Magistrate Chu ca to see Mok Wigun.
"Young master. Things are going strangely."
"What is it?"
"Well, they say they were attacked."
(End of Chapter)
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