Episode 1002.Into the abyss (2)
expected.
I expected it, but wasnât sure.
To be precise, I thought there was a very high possibility that that child was involved in this situation. However, I could not have imagined that even Yeonhojeong of the world would go so far as to threaten his own father.
âItâs against reason.â
Yes. The situation is beyond reason.
At the same time, I felt like I had been caught off guard.
No matter how creative a person is, as they live in the world, they are bound to have their own prejudices. Anyone had no choice but to do that.
Yeon Ho-jeong definitely had that part as well.
In particular, after returning, he recovered his relationship with his family and formed a more affectionate relationship than any other family. Although he may have become stronger than during the time of the Emperor of Darkness, he did not view the world with as much suspicion as he did then.
âNamgoonghyeon.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs voice became quite muddy.
âYouâre Namgoong Hyeon, right? âNot first.â
ââ¦.â
Namgoongin did not answer. He just pours another drink into his glass.
Since I had already answered all the questions, I couldnât be angry at them for not answering each question.
Rather, I donât know what would happen if I forced an answer. Surprisingly, Yeon Ho-jeongâs premonition was like that.
Yeon Ho-jeong glared at Namgung-in wordlessly.
Perseverance was needed. It was a time when even greater patience was needed because I was angry.
How much time has passed like that?
âDo you believe in the existence of the devil?â
Although it was a random comment, Yeon Ho-jeong answered.
âI donât believe it if you talk about reality rather than metaphor.â
âMe too. Honestly, the person who has been the most devilish in recent years isâ¦â
Namgoongin pointed at Yeonhojeong with his drinking glass.
âIt was you.â
After finishing speaking, Namgung-in emptied his glass.
Yeon Ho-jeong asked.
âWhere is Namgoonghyeon now?â
âThe question is wrong.â
ââ¦Right.â
After gathering his thoughts for a moment, Yeon Ho-jeong asked again.
âI donât think Iâve ever seen a real devil with horns on his head and fire coming out of his mouth.â
ââ¦.â
âWhere is the devil you saw?â
Namgoongin smiled bitterly.
âAs you said, I saw the devil. I saw a person who was more evil than the devil. It only happened once, but it was enough. âI realized that I was an opponent I couldnât match.â
ââ¦.â
âThen what kind of words do you think the devil would have given me?â
âI think I told you not to tell anyone.â
Namgoongin shook his head.
âYou naturally âunderstandâ things without having to say them.â
ââ¦.â
âHe said. âThere are two people who are more evil than you.â
âtwo?â
âHe said one was his father. âHe said he was nothing compared to his father, who was armed with an evilness that he could not dare to confront.â
ââ¦.â
âDo you know who the other person is?â
âWho is it?â
Namgoonginâs eyes were bloodshot.
âItâs you.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes wavered.
* * *
âThe scenery is nice.â
The young manâs voice was truly strange.
It was calm and desolate. Thatâs what I heard.
However, anyone who is sensitive to the atmosphere will be able to feel the overflowing vitality in the voice.
It is drowsy and dry, but not pessimistic. Rather, it was like an apprentice in life trying to properly understand this world full of mysterious life and wonderful scenery.
âWhen I lived in the shadows, the entire world I could see was a place to hide and assimilate.â
Although he cannot be said to have a rich vocabulary even with empty words, his unique voice filled with regret and bitterness has the power to focus people.
âThe world is such a beautiful place. Isnât that right, monk?â
Suddenly, a monk appeared behind the young man.
It was a face whose age was difficult to guess. If you look closely, you might see it as a straight lip, but if you look at it another way, you might see it as a bulhok, but there isnât a single wrinkle on the skin.
Ungroomed beard. Short hairs stood out thickly on his head, which seemed to have been shaved for quite some time.
If it werenât for Gye-in, it wouldnât be strange to hear the voice of the leader of a certain mountain village. Although he didnât have a scary look, his short hair and rough beard gave off an aura that was difficult to get along with.
But the eyes are so deep and clear. The slightly faded monkâs uniform felt familiar and comfortable rather than dirty.
The monk said with a smile.
âIf my mind is relaxed, even a dense forest will be comfortable, but if my mind is cramped, even the vast wilderness will seem narrow.â
âHere we go again.â
âHehe, itâs just because I realized that. âThe feelings of the monk and the benefactor will be different.â
âBut there is a Buddha in everyoneâs heart?â
âThere is a Buddha in everyoneâs heart who, when they see it, they will die in ecstasy.â
The young man chuckled.
Even the smile seemed very awkward based on its appearance.
âWhen I first heard that, I thought this was some kind of nonsense. âThe person who worships Buddha kills Buddha.â
âWe do not worship Buddha. âI just want to advance to the state of Buddha.â
âIsnât that what it is?â
âBinseung thought that was it too. But it was different.â
âReally, no matter how hard I try, I cannot understand the words of religious people like monks.â
âHehehe, everyone says that.â
âHe probably feels the same way as me.â
The monk knew who the âheâ the young man was talking about was.
The monk shook his head.
âHe will understand. âI just pretend not to understand.â
âIs that so?â
âThatâs right.â
âThe evaluation is generous. Well, itâs worth it. âWhen I first saw him, I thought he was an extremely fierce and cunning lion, but now he has become an absolute powerhouse with a name in the Holy Heaven.â
âIâm not giving him a generous review because heâs strong. And there are still many things that are lacking in evaluating someone.â
âStill, the monk thinks of him as special.â
The monk smiled.
It was a very familiar and comfortable smile, different from the young manâs awkward smile.
âHe taught me and gave me enlightenment.â
ââ¦.â
âThere are many people at our headquarters with great knowledge. There are many people with high levels of enlightenment. But whenever I try to teach someone other than myself, I always worry about what I say.â
âIsnât it obvious? âI donât want to fall into a bad direction.â
As he spoke, the young man felt that he had changed a lot.
What is a bad road? The path that the young man himself had walked was a path that everyone in the world would point fingers at as being bad.
He hadnât even recognized that. No, I knew why people said it was bad, but that wasnât a reason to change my behavior.
Now I know. That you have walked a bad path.
Murder is said to be his destiny as he joins the martial arts community, but he has killed too many innocent people for one purpose.
That was the problem. People have been killed without any cause, conflict, or reason.
The young man thought that it was not the murder itself that was bad, but the fact that he had not set a line that crossed the line into murder.
said the monk.
âyouâre right. They are all honest people. But such teachings were not suitable for everyone.â
It was an extremely bold statement.
This means that the teachings of adults in the temple are not necessarily correct. These were not words that anyone living in this world, let alone a monk, would easily say. S~eaÊá´h the NôᴠelFirÑ.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
âHe was different. I wasnât even careful with my choice of words. âSometimes, he would shake the spirit of the poor monk with such extreme language that it seemed like he was truly violent.â
âWas that right for you?â
âI donât know if he was hit by Binseung. âThe important thing is that he showed himself to me as he is, without any embellishment.â
ââ¦Well, it was like that for me too.â
âHe didnât pay any attention to me. It wasnât even for me. âAll he did was show his life.â
Binseungâs smile deepened.
âHis presence itself was an epiphany for me. âMy gratitude towards him will probably not change even when I leave the Saba world.â
âI didnât try to teach, but in the end I didâ¦â
The young man shook his head.
âIn the end, the heart of the person who wants to be taught is what is important.â
âI experienced great frustration before learning from him. I naturally craved learning. But there was no learning anywhere.â
ââ¦.â
âIn the end, all enlightenment was within me. âHe showed it in action.â
The young man sighed heavily.
âEnough of the story about him. If I keep listening to it, I think I will really praise it.â
âHehehe.â
âAnywayâ¦â
The young man looked down the mountain.
Even though we were quite far away, there was a world with no end in sight.
It was the Murim Alliance.
An uncountable number of buildings are lined up in a row. The walls were so long and wide that it would have been difficult to enter even if an army of 100,000 came.
There is no way to express it other than the fearsome majesty. It is truly overwhelming.
However, in the young manâs eyes, the Murim Alliance did not simply look great.
âDid you feel it too?â
The smile suddenly disappeared from the monkâs face.
The monkâs eyes sank deeply as he stood next to the young man and looked down at the Murim Alliance.
âI do not know. The state of the poet who understands âdeathâ itself resides in a place where it is difficult for an empty monk to even look at it. âThe bin monk may not feel what the vassal feels.â
âEven so, I wonder if it can hold up to thirty won in the monkâs hands.â
âIf itâs a fair fight, thatâs true.â
âSo you donât feel anything?â
âThatâs right. Butâ¦â
Ugh.
A subtle gold glow emerged from the monkâs body.
Although the density of the true energy was very high, the color was not dark and was even transparent.
It was the light of enlightenment. It was clear that the monkâs mind, like his true energy, was transparent.
âI feel like the air is a bit thick.â
The corners of the young manâs mouth rose.
âBecause so many people live here, itâs bound to be murky.â
It doesnât sound like something you just say.
the monk asked.
âWhat do you think of the Murim League as seen by the Lord?â
âItâs stuffy. But itâs like that everywhere. Whatâs important is the atmosphereâ¦â
ââ¦.â
âItâs an atmosphere that I canât really think of a word to use other than evil.â
The monkâs face hardened.
He knew that the young manâs sensitivity had reached the level of a god. It was not a question of force. It was a matter of enlightenment.
The young man, who had been wandering through the swamp of death and always living in the shadows as the King of Flameâs assistant, came to acquire a transcendental sense that was difficult for even a transcendental expert to attain.
He said that such a young man was evil. It is none other than the Murimmaeng, the pinnacle of the Baekdo political faction.
âI guess I should go and see.â
âI guess so.â
The young man tapped the ground with his toe.
âDonât forget your promise, Monk Beom-oh.â
Monk Beom-o said with a smile.
âNo one knows the face of the mayor. âI will tell the head of the house well, so please trust me.â
âgreat. âPlease go.â
Wow!
The two people kicked off the edge of the cliff and flew up.
Beom-ohâs divine law was a mystery itself without any wavering. Even though it is upright like a floating Pluto statue, it suddenly flies away. It was Shaolin Bigi Geumgangbudong.
On the other hand, the young manâs divine law was secret and rapid.
That was all. It moved forward without any special features, but its speed was actually ahead of Beom-oh.
An ultimate new method that shoots out sharply like an awl.
The hot fire and cold chill combined at the young manâs toes, creating explosive speed.
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