Chapter 89

Chapter 89

At Wu Hak’s words, Bu Eunsul raised an eyebrow.
“How are we supposed to stop them if we don’t even know what they are?”
“Of course, in the normal course of events, we’d have to figure out what the sword plant is before we could destroy it.”
Wu Hak smiled broadly.
“But even if we don’t know how the sword grass unfolds, there are ways to stop it.”
He paused for a moment, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth.
“If there were a sword method that only responded to killing, wouldn’t it be able to respond to any sword herb?”
It’s easy to put into words, but it’s not tangible, and it’s not a clear concept.
After a moment of deep thought, Buunsul shook his head.
“Wouldn’t it be better to invent an extreme form of pleasure swordfighting?”
What if your opponent’s swordsmanship is so good that you can’t counter it?
Or better yet, kill them before they can unleash their sword.
“That’s not bad, of course, but the light sword has a fatal flaw.”
“On the downside, …….”
“The most experienced swordsmen are always wary and alert for sudden swiftness. Not only that, but a failed swift sword strike can result in a fatal wound to the enemy.”
You’re right.
The sword seeks to be extremely fast, imperceptible to even the most reflexive martial artists.
Since you have to draw your sword at full power, a failed herbivore is a huge exploit.
Even Tian Yun Guang’s flesh-and-blood sword, the Full Lightning Sword, which uses the mystery of extreme speed, can cause your fingers to fly off in the process of mastering the technique.
“I assure you, if you learn the sword techniques taught by the old masters, you will be able to defend against any sword plant.”
“If you can only defend, what good is it?”
“That worked.”
The light of conviction burst from Wu Hak’s eyes.
“If you can hang in there, you’re going to have a chance to win.”
Bu Eun-sul’s expression turned puzzled.
After all, Wu Hak’s words were that he would teach me how to use a sword that would keep me from dying against a superior foe.
‘That’s a rather ridiculous sword method.
I thought I was passing on a great killing blade because I wanted someone born to live,
Swordplay for defense?
Wu Hak smiled bitterly, as if he knew what Bu Eunseol was thinking.
“In order to master this sword, one must first sense and control the life within one’s body. That’s why I wanted someone with a lot of life in them.”
“You mean you can control your life?”
“Of course. Living is connected to human emotions, which can be freely controlled through the Dharma, just like the Inner Gong Sim.”
Wu Hak said in a strong voice.
“When a man has the intent to kill, his body becomes stronger, and his swordplay changes when he is in that state.”
“When the flesh is ruled by the flesh, it takes unnecessary strength and slows you down, doesn’t it?”
“You have a point. But if you master Nobu’s secret, you can combine this emotion of killing with lightning reflexes.”
“The secret is…….”
“Nobu named it the Wind Cloud Harmonization Bond.”
Bu Eun-sul’s eyes widened as she listened to Woo-hak’s explanation.
Wind and cloud harmonization. Wind and cloud changes are unpredictable.
Wind pushes clouds away, sometimes illuminating the world, and sometimes darkening it by covering the sky with clouds.
The mysterious text called the Fengyun Harmonization Code is a recipe for governing the unpredictable and uncontrollable nature of life.
“Now I’m going to sing a chant, and you’re going to memorize it.”
Wu Hak said in a low voice.
“If you learn these secrets, you’ll soon be able to control your body’s natural life.”
The Feng Yun Harmonizing Resolve was only 1,500 words long.
But what was in it was a new concept that broke the mold of conventional martial arts.
“I’m going to sing it again so you’ll remember it.”
“That’s it, I’ve got it memorized.”
“You mean you remembered it all at once?”
Bu Eun-sul nodded, and Woo-hak couldn’t hide his surprise.
‘This is a saving grace.
With a subtle expression on his face, he lifted his right foot and tapped the floor a few times.
Then, with a thud, a small door appeared from the wall on the right.
“If you go there, you’ll come to a place where there are stone statues. There you will learn how to sword.”
“Okay.”
Wu Hak’s expression was grim as Bu Eun-sul turned around.
“I hope I’m not making the same mistake.”
He narrowed his eyes at the spot where Bu Eun-sul had left.
“You have the same talent as the devil himself.”
A demon who not only had a good memory, but was more talented with the sword than anyone else.
Bu Eun-sul had a terrifying talent that was not unlike that of a demon.
Buunsul walked slowly to the open door.
After walking for a while on the winding path, you hear a light and the sound of water in the distance.
When I finally reached the end of the path, it was a man-made cavity, with a small waterfall cascading down from the black ceiling.
And there it was, a waterfall and a pomegranate sitting neatly on a distant rock.
“Why am I already here?”
Bu Eun-sul said as Seok-song frowned.
“I only came because you told me to come here.”
“So you mean you’ve already memorized the phrase?”
Bu Eun-sul nodded, and her eyes lit up.
“I see.”
He stood up and said, “I’m sorry.
“The sword that the old man will teach you is called the rapier sword. It can defend against any sword herb that contains murderous intent.”
A flash of light flashed in Stonesong’s eyes.
“Even if it’s an unconscious situation that you’re not aware of.”
A sword technique that can defend against an involuntary barrage of killing blades. Has such a sword technique existed in the Martial Forest since the Yuan Dynasty?
Seoksong and Wu Hak created the sword art for revenge, to survive the attacks of a powerful enemy at all costs.
Sigh.
Seoksong said as he slowly drew the sword sheathed at his waist.
“From now on, I’m going to teach you how to use active verbs that respond to killing and being killed.”
As he drew his sword, a chill radiated from his body.
“If you master the Feng Yun Harmonization Technique, you can control your inner life like this.”
He used the wind harmonization to bring out the inherent life.
But since I wasn’t born with a lot of life in me, the amount wasn’t very high.
“But what’s great about this trick is that it can sense not only your life, but the lives of others.”
Taking a long cloth from his waistband and covering his eyes, he relaxed his hands and said.
“After you’ve used the Wind Cloud Harmonizer to cause death, draw your sword and attack Nobu.”
“With a sword?”
Blindfolded, Su Song raised the corner of his mouth and said confidently.
“Use the sword herb you’re most confident in, at a time when Nobu thinks you can’t stop it.”
“Okay.”
Bu Eun-sul turned back to the back of the closed-eyed Shiksong.
Then, he used the “Containing and Reducing the Harmony of the Fengyun Harmony” gate to enhance his vitality.
Flash!
With a brilliant flash of light, Feng Yunsheng drew his lightning-like sword and stabbed Shi Song in the back.
The sword grass was so swift and the distance so close that Shi Song was about to be stabbed in the back.
Bam!
But with a clear clang, the Sword of Stone was suddenly at his back.
It’s as if the sword protruded spontaneously in response to the living, not because the stalagmite moved his body.
“This is…… rhyming sword.”
As Bu Eun-sul exclaimed her admiration, Seok-song removed the cloth covering her eyes and smiled with pride.
“How’s that.”
“Excellent.”
It was an admiration that wasn’t false.
“I’m going to pass on the rhyming sword now.”
Sheathing the sword in her hand again, Stone Song spoke in a bloody voice.
“Be sure to use this sword in the future to slay that demon.”
* * *
Halfway to the golden plateau.
The stealthily installed door began to move slowly.
Grunt.
The door opened with a worn creak, revealing a blackened space inside.
Jumbled.
A black shadow slowly emerged from within, accompanied by the sound of low footsteps.
Flawless stature. He has a fine set of eyes that can be seen from a distance, and a sword on his back that glows with a dark glow.
It was swollen tongue.
“That took a while.”
Even he, who was a genius when it came to swordsmanship, took a month to learn the rhyming sword.
“Confucius!”
Then a black shadow descended from the giant tree, accompanied by a booming voice. It was a black mark, dressed in night clothes.
He came running, his face covered in sweat.
While waiting for the snowfall, he hasn’t taken a day off and has been practicing his shinjutsu in his spare time.
“Hmm.”
Looking at the approaching black mark, Bu Eunseol nodded.
In the meantime, his body had gotten leaner and his eyes were filled with confidence.
“Looks like it worked.”
Bu Eunseol’s psychic senses, which have been deeply cultivated in the beast dao, cover nearly fifty sheets.
Even so, I didn’t feel the black mark until around the thirtieth sheet.
“It’s not quite up to par, but…… seems to be about the same as Samsung.”
“Samsung.”
The new method that Bu Eun-sul imparted to Black Pyo was a combination of the stealth tricks he had learned while working for the Gusal-dae for a year.
Of course, it can’t compare to Nangyagak’s supreme art, Kuk Sok Muyoung, but its speed and stealth are second to none. But to reach the level of Samsung in less than three months?
“That’s a little faster than I expected.
But Bu Eun-sul wasn’t surprised.
Small and lithe, with unusually long legs and toned muscles. Black Mark’s body was ideally suited for extreme kenjutsu.
From the beginning, he knew he had a natural talent for the art, so he passed it on to him.
“Keep up the good work.”
“Got it!”
“Have all the men of the Heavenly Sword Council left?”
Black Mark nodded in response to Bu Eunseol’s question as he looked out over the desolate landscape.
“That’s right. They cleaned house about a month ago, and the people who stayed left.”
Blackpaw asked Bu Eunseol with excitement.
“A figure in the Heavenly Sword Council told me that Confucius is the only one who can teach me how to sword.”
He smiled broadly and spoke in a low voice.
“You’re a master of the Nangyagak, and you’ve mastered the legendary sword techniques of the Heavenly Sword Society, so you must be…… invincible!”
Buunsul shook his head.
“Wukong is not one plus one equals two.”
The rhomboid sword was completely different from the many other sword methods that dotted the land.
In terms of power, it was more of a beastly technique than a sword technique.
“Then, in your opinion, what is the sword art of the Heavenly Sword Council?”
In fact, Black Mark wasn’t really interested in swordplay.
But I ask because I know that Bu Eun-sul is deeply trained in swordplay and loves to talk about it.
“Mmm.”
As Black Mark predicted, Bu Eunsul’s eyes twinkled and she spoke in a low voice.
“Whereas the Bon Kai seeks extreme martial arts, the Heavenly Sword Society’s sword methods are aimed at survival in a fight against absolute masters. Since there is no point of intersection, I cannot evaluate…… yet.”
As he marched strongly, Bu Eun-sul was gazing at a new martial arts realm.
But because he was pursuing a higher path that others couldn’t imagine, he didn’t feel the change in himself.
“Let’s get out of here first.”
Bu Eun-sul lightly stomped the ground and cried out.
“Follow me.”
Shhhh!
As I unfolded the Divine Law, my body stretched like a rubber band, and in one fell swoop, thirty sheets shot out.
“Same, come with me, Confucius!”
Panicked, Black Mark unleashed his full force.
Bam!
The small body of the black mark, clad in nocturnal garb, shot forward in a vortex like a spinning arrow.
Shhhhhhhhhhhh!
Two stalks of shadows, suppressed even by the sound of rippling air, quickly left the mountain.
“What the hell is going on!
Black Mark was unleashing the Divine Technique, his energy rising to the point where he was practicing.
But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t catch up to the distant shadow of the flurries.
“You can’t even keep up with Confucius at this rate?
After reading the Divine Laws taught by Bu Eun-sul, Black Mark became a master of the Divine Laws, capable of traveling a thousand li in half a day if he wanted to.
“You don’t seem to be giving it your all.
In the distance, a black dot, Bu Eun-sul was leisurely unfolding the Divine Law with his back to the crowd.
“Ugh, ugh.
I practiced the shinjutsu with all my might for about an hour, and the area around the disconnection felt like it was tearing.
“You shouldn’t use all of your energy to get the Divine Law to work quickly.”
He bowed his head for a moment, and the next thing he knew, the frosted snow that had been shooting off into the distance was standing beside Black Mark.
“Confucius, when will you go back to…….”
When I opened my mouth, it started to leak.
“Unfold the New Law and listen.”
Blackpaw gasped, and Bu Eunseol spoke up.
“By nature, human flesh cannot fly like a bird. It is the divine law that makes it possible, but…… that is where the great difficulty arises.”
Bu Eun-sul continued with a solemn expression.
“The feathers have not yet formed. The human body that unfolds the divine method is like the feathers of a young bird without wings.”
Bu Eun-sul calmly explained the most important reasoning of the New Law.
“It’s not about running like you’re flapping your wings, it’s about moving fluidly and smoothly, like a fish escaping a large net.”
Bu Eun Seol’s voice rang in Black Mark’s ears as she shot forward like a fresh bird with a burden on her back.
“Recite the inner sutra that was written in the class. “Six roots clean, ten thousand steps. When your body is as soft and clean as a child’s, you will be able to run ten thousand miles a day.”
Black Mark’s eyes widened as he listened intently to the explanation.
Isn’t Bu Eun-sul standing alongside herself, running at full speed, and talking to herself?
Tak.
So startled was he that he stopped breathing, and Black Mark landed back on the ground, suspending the Divine Law.
“Huh. Huh.”
Standing in front of Black Mark, who was breathing heavily, Buunsul arched an eyebrow.
“Practicing the Divine Law is like moving the inner ball. How could you not stabilize your mind?”
“It’s…….”
Black Mark said with a deadpan expression.
“But how much did Confucius use his inner workings to unfold the Divine Law?”
“Samsung.”
“You’re telling me this is all Samsung’s doing?”
Blackie jumped to his feet like his ass was on fire.
The speed at which he was now traveling was faster than even the Divine Law of the Peak Master.
“Then how deep is Confucius’s inner knowledge?
The black mark blinked, then opened his mouth again,
“Wait.”
Swollen Snow kissed her finger.
The moment,
Ching!
A very faint metallic sound echoed through the distant sky.
The sound was faint enough to be described as ants crawling.
However, due to the Beast’s ability to extend its senses to wavelengths, the Gong Wave Eye, Bu Eunseol could clearly sense metallic colors.
“You’re fighting.”
“What? Where?”
Black Mark, who hadn’t heard anything, narrowed his eyes, and Boonsun said.
“Follow me.”
Self!
Silver Snow lightly kicked the ground, and in an instant, dozens of sheets slid across the ground. The Divine Law of Heaven and Earth, the Extreme Speedlessness, had unfolded.
“Come with me!”
Ta-da!
The black mark stomped the ground with all his might, and rushed forward, sending a stream of air like a shot arrow.
Although it was a little less fast than Buunsul, its steadiness was as good as any other kyokushin.
Shoooooo!
The two shadows left Geumjeong Mountain and reached a large reed bed,
Yikes.
Buunseol climbed a giant tree overlooking a reed bed.
Cha-ang! Pooh-pooh-pooh! Shushushush!
Down in the reeds below, dozens of masters were swarming like bees over a single man, pouring out hundreds of memorizations.
“Poisoned?
The memorizations that littered the reed beds were none other than the Tang family’s monologue, Dokjilil.