Chapter 8

Chapter 8

After practicing at Nangya Pavilion, Bu Eun-sul returned to the cave.
As he entered the cave, he had a strange expression on his face. Unlike when he first entered the cave, he could sense many things.
The insects crawling on the floor of the cave, the humid and humid air……. Information that I had never noticed before was now as vivid as if I could see it.
“I need to recover quickly.
Bu Eun-sul was very tired and exhausted.
She had walked nonstop for a month to get to the temple, and once there, she had fought for her life.
Most of all, she was exhausted because she’d been training in the Beast Dao.
‘I feel so many things.
Sensing and feeling so many things meant that he had to process a lot of information in his head.
Bu Eun-sul, who had only just mastered the Beast Sword, was constantly subconsciously analyzing the information coming from her senses.
Even if she just sat still, she felt tired, as if she were writing with one hand and reading with the other.
“I should get some sleep.
Bu Eun-sul closed her eyes, trying to suppress the sensations flooding through her body as much as possible.
But even if she slept, her beastly senses wouldn’t go away.
This was an excellent condition for an unattended person, but it was a hindrance to rest.
Another cave.
Just then, a single drop of water fell from the ceiling of the cave.
Another drop. Another one. Another drip.
“I see!
Buunsul, who had been counting the drops falling at a steady pace, suddenly realized.
‘I need to block out the sensations that are pouring in, like water falling drop by drop.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly closed her eyes.
Little by little, she practiced dulling her razor-sharp beast senses.
In fact, what she was attempting was a practical exercise that even Nangyagak masters familiar with the Beast Dao would find difficult.
Bu Eun-sul concentrated with all his might to recover quickly.
Unknowingly, he is practicing a method of fine-tuning the senses of the Beast Dao.
Daoist.
Finally, Bu Eunseol counts to three thousand one hundred and forty-two drops.
He had reduced the sensation of the Beast Dao to such an extent that he felt as tired as if he had slept soundly.
Slowly, he pushed himself to his feet and stepped out of the cave, and it was already daylight.
“Where shall we go now?”
Once outside in the clearing in front of the stone mountain, Bu Eunseol once again looked at the parchment with the location of the martial artist.
As he pondered with a serious expression on his face, he suddenly remembered what Sau had said.
-Do you know that the time to cultivate martial arts in the Infernal City is infinite?
If that’s true, then I don’t have much time left to cultivate martial arts.
If that’s true, then I should be able to grow stronger faster and more efficiently.
“I have no choice.”
Bu Eunseol nodded as he looked at a piece of parchment.
It was the location of the Hua Wu Sword Gate, the strongest of the ten gates.
The masters of the political factions practiced swords.
The masters of the Magical Sect practiced the Dao.
This was an unwritten rule of the Martial World.
Unlike the sword, the Tao is a wayward path, unbounded by conventions and laws. It is also powerful, so all of the martial artists who worshiped the sword chose it.
Until the Hua Wu Gate was built.
Seven hundred years ago, the Hua Wu Sword Master, Red Cloud, appeared like a comet in the Mado Forest, and was a master of the art of taxation, comparable to the founder of the Mado, Tianma.
After compiling all of the unorganized sword arts of Mado, he finally created a single sword method, the Hua Wu Sword.
This sword method, which resembles a rain of fire falling from the sky, became the first sword method of Mado, and is now the highest ranking sword method of Mado.
“Here is…….”
Following the map, Bu Eunseol entered the deep stone mountains of Hell City.
There, he saw a five-building martial hall, including a performance hall.
“This is not the place…….”
Although it is made of old wooden buildings, it looks like a grand palace compared to the mother palace of Sau.
Moreover, since most of the Ten Demon Warrior candidates in the Infernal City had gathered here, there was a lot of commotion outside.
“What’s going on?”
A gatekeeper stood in front of Wu Yan, and judging by the expression in his eyes, he was a martial arts master.
“I’ve come to learn the martial arts of the Hua Wu Sword Gate.”
Bu Eun-sul replied politely, and the gatekeeper pointed to the martial artist.
“The martial artists are divided into beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels, and each level is assigned a separate headquarters.”
With a cold expression, the gatekeeper pointed to a smaller building to the left.
“Go to the beginner hall.”
Bu Eun-sul walked slowly to the small hall the gatekeeper pointed to.
Despite its appearance, the inside was very simple. It was almost identical to the small pavilions commonly found in Bujung.
At the end of the pavilion, where the armory was set up, was a small office, where a man in black sat solemnly.
“That one.
Bu Eunseol was slightly surprised.
The man sitting in the office was none other than the black man who had escorted the children from the ship.
“So you’re a master of the Hua Wu Gate.
“You are.”
The black man looked puzzled when he noticed Bu Eunseol.
“What brings you here?”
“I’ve come to learn the martial arts of the Hua Wu Sword Gate.”
“You’re here to learn the sword art of the main body?”
The black man was puzzled.
The swordsmanship of the Hua Wu Sword Gate, which encompassed all martial arts, was deep and vast, comparable to the martial arts of Shaolin, and extremely difficult to master.
That’s why those who want to learn swordsmanship in the first place, or even learn the first level of the martial arts, enter the martial arts academy early.
“So you’re going to wait until after the full moon to learn the main sword?”
“Yes.”
The black man’s face turned grim as he answered.
“I suppose I was simply mistaken about the records.
He coughed and spoke in a low voice.
“Those who entered first have already completed their training and are mostly at the intermediate level. A few of them have come here with a deep enlightenment in swordsmanship, but they have yet to pass to the upper echelons.”
The black man looked down at Bu Eunseol and spoke again.
“The sword study of the text is the most extensive of all the martial arts, and it eats up time.”
“You mean…….”
“The time it takes to master the sword art of the text is that the gap between one’s cultivation can be as wide as the gap between heaven and earth.”
“I see.”
When Bu Eunsun’s expression didn’t change, the black man asked with a puzzled expression.
“What have you been doing for the past three days?”
“I was studying martial arts at Nangyagak.”
“Nangyagak?”
The black man said, unable to understand.
“You were in Nangyagak for three days?”
“Yes.”
The man in black seemed to ponder something, then asked again.
“Did you learn the Beast Dao?”
“Yes.”
The black man frowned.
The basic martial art of the Nangyagak, the Beast Dao, is not only extremely difficult to master, but nine times out of ten, one will lose their life.
And yet, he’s been there for three days without a scratch?
“He must have given up after learning it roughly.
In three days, he wouldn’t even be able to master the basics of the Beast Dao.
The black man’s eyes were blatantly contemptuous.
“It’s not too late for you to choose another school. Elsewhere, you should be able to catch up in about a month or so, depending on your ability.”
The black man’s expression, like that of a troublesome object, was a stark likeness of someone, anywhere.
It was Sau, who was burying himself in the ground in front of Mojok.
“Thank you for your concern and advice.”
Bu Eunsul clasped her hands together with a dumbfounded expression.
“However, I will learn the Hua Wu Sword.”
“Hmm.”
The black man nodded as if he had no choice.
“What is your name?”
Bu Eun-sul bowed respectfully and clasped her hands together.
“My name is Bu Eun-sul.”
“Bu Eun-sul.”
In a low voice, the black man pointed to himself.
“This is Qin Wushuang, in charge of the beginner hall. Call him Gyodunim.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Have you ever mastered a sword…….”
The black man, who stared at Buunsul’s posture with the iron sword at his waist, shook his head.
“I don’t have …….”
“How do you know?”
“I keep my hand loose so that any martial artist with even a modicum of sword training can draw it at any time.”
Qin Gak narrowed his eyes.
“But you don’t show any signs of having learned the sword.”
“That’s right, I’ve never learned how to use a sword.”
“I like your honesty, but I’m afraid you’re in trouble.”
Qin Gak stroked his chin.
“The swordsmanship of the text is very esoteric, and even those with strong muscles have difficulty mastering it.”
“I see.”
“Furthermore, since you haven’t mastered any sword techniques, the learning curve will be even longer.”
Qin Lie said with a pitying expression.
“In closing, I’d like to recommend that you go off to your other affairs, as it’s not too late.”
“Thank you for your concern. However, I will master the sword arts of the Hua Wu Sword Gate.”
“I see.”
Realizing that Bu Eunseol’s mind was made up, Qin Lie nodded.
“Follow me.”
Qin Lie led Bu Eunseol to the center of the room.
“The sword technique I’m about to teach you is called the Hua Wu Thirty-Three Forms. This Thirteen Seconds Sword Technique contains the mysterious doctrine that is the foundation of the Huayu Sword.”
Teng.
Qin Lie stomped his foot, and a large parchment unfolded from the ceiling of the hall. It was engraved with exquisite drawings and characters.
“These are the basic and practical teachings of the Hua Wu Thirty-Three Forms. First, you should study these pictures and sharpen your sword.”
Bu Eun-sul looked puzzled.
He had never even seen a martial artist, let alone studied martial arts. And now he wants her to learn from them.
“I can’t help it.
Concentrating, Bu Eunseol drew her iron sword and traced the drawing on the parchment.
‘Hmm.’
He stood in the stance shown in the drawing, but something was different.
The sword path was unsteady and crooked like someone who had been drinking.
Qin Lie looked on in disbelief.
“Is it possible that you don’t know how to watch Gumbo?”
“Isn’t it just a matter of copying the posture?”
“That’s true, but…….”
Qin Gak sighed deeply.
“Why don’t you use the words on the side?”
“You mean the mantra…….”
“It’s written on every second number. Read it.”
Bu Eun-sul looked puzzled.
“Broadcasting the Whole Body, Yuyudo Yi ……”
The words next to the gumbo were not ordinary words, but martial arts texts with martial arts principles.
But to Bu Eun-sul, who had never studied martial arts, it seemed like a bunch of strange words.
“I honestly don’t know what it means.”
“It’s a basic text that you’d know if you’ve ever read the Mu Lun Book.”
When Qin Lie gave her a puzzled look, she bit her lip.
“It will be found out anyway.
Unlike the so-called foreign techniques, the sword techniques of the Hua Wu Sword Gate are the authentic martial arts of the Zhongyuan School.
If you keep hiding the fact that you haven’t studied martial arts, you will never learn a single sword technique.
“To be honest, I’ve never practiced martial arts at all.”
“You’ve never studied martial arts?”
“That’s right. My master…… died suddenly, so I never learned martial arts.”
“You mean you never learned it at all?”
“Yes.”
Qin Lie looked dumbfounded.
“Even though this is a place that teaches beginner swordsmanship, this body should teach you the basics of martial arts.”
“……I apologize.”
“Mm.”
Qin Lie let out a tight sigh.
In his heart, he wanted to shout, “Learn the basics and then come!
But the words didn’t come out of her mouth when she saw Bu Eun-sul’s hot eyes burning with enthusiasm.
“If she wants to learn, I’ll teach her.
The corners of his mouth puckered, and Qin Lie said with a look of resignation.
“Broadcasting body means that when you extend the sword, you should relax your body and extend it flexibly. In particular, you must release the force in your stomach and waist.”
“I don’t understand how I’m supposed to release the strength in my stomach and waist.”
“You need to control your mind and relax. If the body is stiff, the stomach will naturally be tense, and if the stomach is tense, the body will be stiff. And the practice of yuyudoil is…….”
One by one, Qin Gak began to teach her how to sword.
This was Bu Eun-sul’s good fortune.
What if he had entered the beginner’s hall from the beginning and learned the sword arts with countless other candidates of the Ten Demon Warriors?
He would never have gotten such detailed instruction.
But now that there was only Bu Eunseol in the Beginner Pavilion, Qin Lie could only cry and give him detailed instructions on eating mustard.
“That’s right, that’s how you do it.”
Luckily, Bu Eun-sul was quick to understand.
As if he had an enemy pupil, Qin Gak taught her the art of swordsmanship in detail, point by point.
Four days later.
Bu Eun-sul was practicing with an iron sword.
Thanks to Qin Lie’s detailed instruction, she was able to perform the Hua Wu Thirty-Three Forms in just four days.
Whip. Cut.
Bu Eunseol slowly but surely executed all of the sword techniques.
As he watched, Qin Lie spoke again.
“You’re faster than I thought. You’re quite good at swordsmanship.”
“Thank you.”
“Hmph. Now that I’ve mastered herbivory and learned sword discipline…….”
Qin Lie thought for a moment, then nodded.
“From now on, pretend that there is an enemy in front of you, and unfold the Hua Wu Fifty-Three Forms.”
“You mean the enemy……?”
“Yes. That’s the test for the Intermediate Pavilion.”
“The exam.”
The opportunity came sooner than expected.
Bu Eun-sul drew her iron sword and unleashed her sword techniques.
But as the first movements unfolded slowly, Qin Lie shook his head.
“I’ve told you, you have to think there’s an enemy, and you have to practice swordsmanship like you’re in practice.”
“Like in practice……?”
“That’s right.”
Qin Lie looked solemn.
“If you demonstrate a sword dance without summoning an imaginary enemy, you will fail. Do you understand what I mean?”
“If it’s an imaginary enemy….”
“I want you to pretend that there is a real enemy in front of you, so that I can see the sword intent in your first move.”
“I see.”
Taking a deep breath, Bu Eunseol closed his eyes.
‘Imaginary Enemy…….’
As she continued to focus, her vision blurred, and she suddenly remembered her grandfather’s dismal figure.
Gradually, a black shadow appeared in front of her.
The shadow was probably the master who had killed my grandfather.
Thud!
Bu Eunseol drew his iron sword with all his might and unleashed the first move of the Hua Wu Thirty-Three, the Whirlwind Muyu.
Boom!
A flash of light sliced through the air, just like a sword opening.
“Huh?
Qin Wushuang narrowed his eyes as he stared at the sword.
“Something’s wrong.
His eyes widened as he saw Bu Eunseol twist her body and unfurl the third herb, the Cloudy Mist.
“This is something else.
The herb is supposed to be spread out in a smooth, fluid motion, literally like the flowing of clouds, like the spreading of mist.
However, Bu Eunseol’s sword was as sharp as if he had opened a thousand horses.
Not only that, but the tip of the sword swayed strangely, making it difficult to predict the sword path.
“The sword herbs are slightly different.
There are only two outcomes to the sword method.
Either the sword will come out with the right amount of power, or it won’t.
However, Bu Eun-sul’s sword technique was not precise in terms of the first move, but the power was stronger and sharper.
‘Are you telling me…… that he’s a heavenly spirit that can freely change his sword technique?