Chapter 219

Chapter 219

-You said you learned to push the old man’s drink away with your feverish wits.
At the time, Mgomagyum chuckled bitterly.
-Rarely used nowadays, but in the past in martial arts, it was used to mean gain or lose.
In other words, there were many tricks that were neither profitable nor harmful, such as the fiery eagle’s favorite kick.
He had once taught her the secret to a kick that canceled out an enemy’s internal attack and sent it flying in a different direction.
-Kickstrike allows you to channel the enemy’s internal energy in a different direction, but you can’t actually channel your own internal energy into the enemy.
Squatting in front of Buunseol, who was weaving the coffin, Yin Gongmagyum smiled like a child.
-But this useless, wasted energy is especially valuable in the Shaolin Kung Fu sect’s techniques!
Kickstrike is not about resisting the onslaught of enemy power, but rather about clumping them together and pulling them down.
This was excellent for the eighteen or nineteen tricks that were useless, or for the eighteen or nineteen tricks that required different amounts of skill.
When surrounded by Siphonahan in the past, Yin Monstrosity escaped the Goshimjong with a kick to the gut.
He then passed the trick on to Buunsul.
“I draw down my overflowing strength into the Dragon Spring Vein.
Boom!
Bu Eun-sul shifted the antipolar pendulum that had been resisting the outpouring of power, enveloping the eighteen-ninth power.
And then you’re about to pull them down to the ground through the dragon’s blood, an acupuncture point near the soles of your feet,
“How did this happen?
Something strange happened.
When you’re trying to draw in the internal gong force of the eighteen ninths and push it into the dragon’s blood, doesn’t the drawn internal gong force naturally flow into the vein of the swollen tongue?
“……!”
It wasn’t just the swollen tongue that felt strange.
The eighteen ninahans, who had been practicing with all their might, looked at each other and widened their eyes.
“How did this happen!
The internal force that had been weighing him down had suddenly been absorbed into his veins.
“Are you saying the author is a ghost?
Resonance’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The tolerance of each of the eighteen individuals is well over a million.
But to be able to take that outpouring and pass it on to your body?
This can’t happen unless you’re a ghost.
“No, he must have mastered the Hell-blooded Hua Gong Great Technique or the Yuan Yuan Sword Technique!
Gong Ming concluded that Bu Eun-sul had mastered the magic of absorbing or dissipating energy in an instant when she took their Qi into her body.
Woof.
In the meantime, a gold mine began to grow in Bu Eun-sul’s body with a low vibration.
He had allowed the magnificent inner power of the Eighteen Nine Hands to flow unceasingly through his veins.
The image of Buunseol with gold mines flowing through it looked like the majestic figure of an enlightened Buddha.
It wasn’t until she saw the gold mine running through her body that she realized why this was happening.
‘The origin of my qin qi…… was also from Shaolin.’
He said that the breathing method that Bu Eun-sul learned as a child was the secret of nourishment, which was taken from the Shaolin Tao Te Ching.
And it turned out to be true.
When the source of the inner void was energized by the same qi, it naturally mingled with the meridians.
“That’s cool.
Eighteen-nine Han’s pure inner gong had inherited the meridians of Bu Eun-sul’s body, cleansing and piercing his qi.
“Ugh.”
Then, with a groan, Resonance shuddered slightly.
What if they’re like water ghosts in this state, constantly passing on their hollows to their veins?
Eventually, you’ll run out of steam and meet a miserable end.
“Hmm,
Bu Eunseol watched the scene and thought for a moment, then frowned.
Even if the source is the same, the internal force of the eighteen nanoseconds is well over ten quadrillion by simple calculation.
Their internal force was evenly distributed in their veins, but the amount was too much. If it were an ordinary Martial Artist, their meridians would have been torn to shreds.
“I can’t keep doing this.
Before I knew it, I felt a dull ache all the way to the end.
Then Bu Eun-sul exclaimed, her eyes flashing.
“Be prepared, for I will extinguish all your power, and then slit your throats.”
Talking during an internal ball fight is suicidal. If you open your mouth to breathe out, you’ll lose all your energy in an instant.
In the midst of a power struggle, Gong Yin was surprised when Bu Eun Seol opened her mouth to shout.
“Ugh.”
I let out a pitiful groan, and the strength I’d been pouring into it faltered in an instant.
The inner stem of the resonance, the one with the most power, shook, and the Eighteen Nine Hands were greatly disconcerted.
“Ugh.”
A technique of the Goshimjong, which requires a steady, steady stream of pure, thick qi.
Then, as everyone panicked, the jingis started to jumble into a mess.
“Now!
Bu Eunseol quickly seized the opportunity and unleashed the power coursing through her veins onto the floor.
“Ugh.”
Eighteen Nahan shrieked and stepped backward as the Qi he had inherited from Bu Eunseol’s body suddenly vanished without a trace.
“My genius, my genius is gone!”
As the youngest of the eighteen, he seized the opportunity to break through the barrier of Qin Qi and step outside.
You’ve finally escaped his trap.
“Hmmm, hmmm.”
All eighteen shook their heads and drew in sharp breaths.
You’re not stabilizing your mind, you’re draining your energy rapidly, and you’re in a panic.
Sigh.
At that moment, Bu Eun-sul drew his machete.
In this situation, if you attacked right away, you’d be able to decapitate Eighteenahan in one fell swoop.
“…….”
But Buunsul didn’t.
If he had dared to destroy the methods of the Goshim Sect, he would have immediately cut off the head of the Eighteen-Nine Han.
But this victory was earned, thanks to my mastery of Shaolin’s secret sauce.
If you use the Shaolin secret technique to cut the eighteen ninahans, all you’ll be left with is a steaming pile of steam.
“Why didn’t you kill it?”
As Buunsul stood like a statue with his sword drawn, Resonance spoke in a low voice.
“If I had drawn my sword immediately, I could have slit his throat…… before he had a chance to get out.”
Bu Eunsul looked at the bloodless resonance and said coldly.
“Nothing to know.”
Sheathing his sword back in its sheath, Bu Eunseol turned away.
“Go away.”
As he stared at the back of Buunseol’s head, Gong Eun realized.
‘By the way, …….’
The inner ball of Bu Eunsul, which encompassed the power of the Goshim Sect, was a magnificent and pure jingyi.
If you think about it, this is a trick that could never be mastered by an evil mind.
Besides, if you’re a carnage-loving demon, how could you pass up the chance to…… snap the neck of an eighteen-year-old?
‘I see. That’s why the shaman didn’t chase him anymore.
The shaman ordered the Great Master Songak to kill Buunseol.
But in the end, he came up empty-handed.
Still, the shaman had no reaction and didn’t pursue the boo-boo any further.
Perhaps it’s because Songak realized the true nature of Buunsul.
“The rumors of the Murim are not to be trusted.”
Resonance sighed deeply.
It has always been said that the political faction is said to have been killed by the ten demonic warriors of Nangyagak. …….
In reality, he was just a cold-hearted drone.
“May I ask an empty seat?”
“…….”
“Why is it that a nobody like you is so hostile to openness?”
In its original form, the Boolean theory would not have answered this question.
But Bu Eun-sul, recognizing the small favor in the voice of resonance, turned her head.
“We’re trying to find the Girl King.”
“Queen…….”
Resonance nodded as if he understood the whole situation.
“So the opening gave away your location.”
“Open?”
“Right.”
Resonance smiled faintly.
“The old city lord may be an open-minded elder, but he doesn’t really get along with the rulers. I’m sure you’re aware of this.”
Bu Eun-sul nodded lightly.
The Girl King, Gu Hongcheng, was an accomplished martial artist who distinguished herself from a young age and quickly took over the Purification of Open Martial Arts.
And finally, he was nominated for the Fire Lord.
His desire is to systematically develop Gong’an, a den of beggars, and turn it into a place that surpasses Shaolin.
However, his predecessor, Shangguan Yun, felt that his ambition would ruin the opening, and eventually passed the position to Gu Hongcheng’s priest, Yan Yuesheng.
Deeply discouraged, he left the open and wandered aimlessly until he was suddenly killed.
Then Gu Hongcheng finally thought that he could be the ark and returned to the open.
However, Palo’s elders chose a more moderate, less ambitious man, Nobong, to be the next Ark.
However, by the will of the heavens, even Norfeng eventually fell ill and lost his strength, and the duties of the guardianship fell to the deputy guardian, Haefeng.
This time, Gu Hongcheng changed his plans.
The plan was to put the Grandmaster Sheng Lun in charge of the ark, while Gu Hongcheng would work behind the scenes to control the opening.
But when he is killed by Bu-Eun-Seol and his plans are thwarted, he builds his own ark.
“Are you looking for the whereabouts of the old city lord?”
“Do you know where he is?”
“I don’t know. His track record is such that even open information organizations can’t find him.”
So, why bother with all this fuss?
Resonance smiled thinly as Bu Eun-sul raised her eyebrows in disbelief.
“But I know how to get him to find you.”
Taking a deep breath, he looked up at the clear sky beyond the fluffy snow and said.
“Go to Sunflower Peak in Wenyun Mountain.”
“Sunflower sticks?”
“Right. When you get there, you’ll find a way to get the Old City Lord to find you.”
It’s like a riddle.
But Bu Eun-sul nodded lightly. Eighteen years of service, Gong Ming wouldn’t be talking nonsense.
“Amitabha.”
Resonance turned his body to the left with his hands clasped together.
“Hope that helps.”
It’s a strange thing indeed.
Why would Gong Yin, the head of the Eighteen Nations and a Shaolin master, give us this information?
‘So even a Buddhist monk weighs the benefits.
After some deep thought, Bu Eun-sul was able to recognize the resonance.
No matter how great Bu Eun-sul’s skills are, he can’t defeat Gu Hong-cheng, who has reached the peak of the heavenly realm.
If he were to go to Gu Hongcheng and fight him, the Eighteen Hundred and Niners would be able to maintain the peace of the realm without getting their hands dirty.
“Sure.”
Resonance turned, and Eighteenahan followed.
But Gwangyeon didn’t leave, looking at Bu Eunseol as if he had something to say.
“Do you have anything to say?”
Gwangyeon looked at Bueunseol and agreed.
“Seeing your wealth puts Shaolin to shame.”
“…….”
“Even if you’re a disciple of the Buddha, you can’t help but follow the interests of the headquarters. In fact, the Nahan Party’s Supreme Leader has borrowed the hand of…… the Great King Shijiu.”
“I know.”
Bu Eun-sul replied nonchalantly.
“My purpose is to compete with him anyway.”
“I see.”
Kwangyeon said with a faint smile.
“Do you know,” he said, “if you cultivate the half-field ability of the Seventy-Two Rites of the Headquarters, you will gain the same ability as the Other Mind Tongue.”
“…….”
“Of course, you can’t really know a person’s mind…… but you can feel their emotions or predict their movements through the flow of their vibrations.”
Bu Eun-sul glared at Gwang-yeon’s face.
“A similar ritual is the isometric turning of the sword.”
Then Kwang Yeon said in a soft voice, almost a whisper.
“I’m just saying that when you get to the extreme, these things are possible without having to learn martial arts.”
Suddenly, the swollen snow rippled.
It was only now that he understood the meaning of Kwangyeon’s words.
‘Tachycardia, backache, etc……. Was it something like that?
It was no coincidence that Kwang-yeon had seen through the Heavenly Zitan.
He, too, would have mastered the semi-wilderness ability.
And because I closely observed and analyzed the overall sedge ceremony of the Musang Heavenly Stream spread by Bu Eun-sul…….
The outpouring of celestial condemnation as a precursor to conversion was somewhat predictable.
‘If you had fought the Girl King without knowing these facts…….’
Snow White narrowed her eyes.
What if you faced Gu Hongcheng in his current state?
Even if you throw a hundred heavenly curses, you’ll still lose.
“It’s a bunch of little pieces that come together to make a picture.
Even though he hadn’t reached the peak of the Half-Beast Realm, Guang Yan had clashed with the Immortal Heavenly Flow Sect several times, and had gained some insight into the first level of the Heavenly Zither.
If so, then the Great King, who is in the extreme heavenly realm, will naturally recognize the supreme power of the Heavenly Zitan.
“He will accept all the trials, and he will enlighten himself.”
Gwangyeon looked at Bu Eunseol with a deep gaze.
“But whether it’s free or illegal…… to achieve great things, you need a good teacher.”
He spoke as if he had gotten inside Bu Eun-sul’s head and heart.
“Hmm.
Swollen Snow’s eyes have deepened.
The secret of Nanyagak’s martial arts lies in the “five” to be realized.
Having mastered several martial arts techniques, he no longer had a teacher, but was evolving his martial arts in the heat of battle.
This approach can teach you a lot in a short period of time, but it also has the disadvantage of requiring you to learn the arcane principles of martial arts on your own.
“In the past, Nangyagak has produced a number of heavenly masters, but we still don’t have a systematic martial arts transmission system.”
Kwangyeon said in a low voice.
“In the end, the accomplishments of the martial arts world are determined by the quality of the actor, and it is no longer possible to produce outstanding figures.”
“Why are you telling me that?”
Bu Eun-sul couldn’t understand Kwang-yeon’s attitude toward imparting enlightenment to her.
“Am I not thine enemy?”
“Because I’m a Shaolin disciple myself.”
Kwangyeon smiled.
“The ambitions of the old city lord are not limited to openness, and it would be better…… to see a man with no ambition triumph than to see a man who could disrupt the ruling family.”
The swelling was ridiculous.
“Shaolin was a terrifying place.
Nahandang’s chief informs him of Gu Hongcheng’s information, and he unleashes a carnage map.
The Shaolin First Qi Jie is more likely to be a political figure who can create a level playing field for the martial arts…….
He’s saying that he’d rather see the bland figure of Mado win.
“The disciples of the Buddha seem to enjoy bending the hand of others, for their own benefit.”
Despite Bu Eun-sul’s sour words, Gwang-yeon’s smile remained unwavering.
“I guess it depends on your perspective.”
‘He should have been a vassal, too.
Kwang-yeon was a man more suited to the world than a Buddhist monk.
Perhaps knowing that, Shaolin gave him the status of a monk.
“Well, I’ll see you around.”
Kwangyeon clapped his hands together as if he’d done his job.
He unfolded the Divine Law and disappeared in an instant.
Looking at the back of Gwangyeon’s head, which had vanished like the wind, Bu Eunseol took a deep breath.
“Is this the beginning?”
In any case, Kwang Yeon’s advice led me to discover a major flaw in my math.
And finally, we caught the tail of the beast.
“But…….”
This forced her to completely revise her plans.
Furthermore, the shortcomings of Moohak need to be addressed urgently.
That’s how you can barely stand a chance against the fearsome foe known as the Girl Queen.