Chapter 22
Episode 22: You can teach me secretly.
After leaving Cheonma Seogak, I visited Cheonmajeon..
“I went there.”
My father, who was quietly looking down at me, made me come forward..
“come closer.”
I walked five steps forward.
“a little more.”
three steps this time.
“more.”
I walked right up to the stairs.
My father was exploring me. You may have been curious about what kind of martial arts I learned, but since I walked without using the Wind God Sabo, you couldn't tell anything from my movements..
“What martial arts did you learn at Cheonmaseoogak??”
“It's a secret.”
Of course, as if he knew I would come out like this, my father unleashed his demonic energy without hesitation..
“I won't ask twice.”
The Magi that flew in was on a different level from the Magi sent by the demons earlier. It wasn't a tingling or pain, but rather a feeling of falling into a dark abyss. My body became cold and the flow of energy naturally slowed down..
I answered honestly because I had no intention of hiding it from my father in the first place..
“I learned the walking method.”
“what kind of footwork?”
“This is Poongsinsa Newspaper..”
This is silence created by surprise.
Soon, the demonic energy that had been temporarily taken away attacked me again..
“Cut out the bullshit..”
“Really.”
Magi dragged me deeper into the abyss. Even as the demonic energy rose up to my neck and even my face, there was nothing to hide in my eyes towards my father..
I fell into an abyss like a swamp. I was out of breath. I was wondering if they had to kill me, but the inevitable fear of suffocation came over me..
at that moment.
It felt like something huge was looking at me in the dark..
‘!’
The moment my eyes met, the things that were weighing me down disappeared and I was standing at the edge of the red carpet of Cheonmajeon..
The father who had collected the demon energy spoke as if giving a command..
“Unleash the martial arts you learned.”
My father still didn't believe it was the Wind God's Treasure..
“What will you give me in return??”
My father made a bewildered expression. Because there has never been a time in your life when someone asked for something with conditions..
“I want to live.”
I smiled slightly, stepped back, and stood in the middle of the main hall..
And he slowly unfolded the Pungshinsabo..
As soon as the secret message unfolded, my father suddenly got up from his seat. From the first step, I realized that it was different from other martial arts..
That's how I finished my first meal of Pungsinsabo..
My father didn't show his emotions often, but now he couldn't hide his shock. Because it was a practiced martial art, my father must have seen the Pungshin Sabo today for the first time, but he knew exactly how great this martial art was..
“Where did you learn the Pungshinsabo??”
Now my father believed that this method was the Pungsinsa method..
“I learned it at Cheonmaseoggak.”
whirring.
My father crossed the space in an instant and reached in front of me, grabbed my neck and asked coldly:.
“How dare you tell me a lie??”
He was going to break my neck right away. It was the first time my father touched my body, and the feeling I felt was anger..
But I wasn't angry. He is a father who is serious about martial arts. That's why it's there, and it's why it's so strong. I understand this father..
“There was no Pungsinsabo in Cheonmaseogak..”
A cold energy that seemed to freeze the blood in my entire body was transmitted through my father's fingertips. It was a different feeling from being immersed in the abyss before..
“I definitely learned there.”
“It's a lie!”
“Can you guarantee that you have seen all of them? It may have been placed on a different bookshelf than the one where the Bobeop is placed..”
“Then you knew that the Fengshinsabo was there.!”
“I didn't know.”
“lie!”
“I really didn't know. I discovered it by chance while trying to learn another martial art..”
I just pulled out this part. Because there is no other way to explain it. Of course, your father won't believe it..
My father withdrew his hand from holding my neck and asked again..
“where were you?”
“It was used as a stand under a bookshelf..”
“But how did you discover it??”
“I found it while trying to straighten something that was crooked..”
My father, who was wondering whether to believe this, tried to call his subordinate to bring it to him..
“I'm guessing you've already eliminated the important part of the salary..”
“how did you know?”
“I would have done the same.”
My father glared at me for a moment and then returned to Taesi as quickly as he had come flying towards me..
“call me gugyeol.”
also! This is how my father is.
My goal is not to defeat my father and ascend to the position of Heavenly Demon. I have no intention of waiting for the fire weapon guy in the same situation as last time..
Killing that guy is important, but the purpose of my return was to save my father and his Cheonmajeon followers..
I won't let revenge be the be-all and end-all of this return. Revenge is the reason for returning, and the purpose of returning is to live happily in this life..
After killing Hwamu-gi, he plans to live a happy life wandering around the world without being tied to a religion until his father takes over his place..
From then on, this is my real life. I will live a free life with this young body. The title of my autobiography is ‘Life is like a sword dance’.
Therefore, teaching my father how to walk is no problem..
Of course it's not free.
“I don't like it.”
I spoke quickly to save my angry father the trouble of flying back at me..
“There is nothing free in this world..”
“I remember that the secret technique I taught at the hunting ground was free..”
“That's the cost of alcohol at the hunting ground..”
My father looked dumbfounded at my shameless words..
“How on earth have you endured this until now? Such a shameless guy.”
“It has to be big to be perfect. Now I am taller than my father. I gritted my teeth and held on until it grew like this..”
I never said a word to my father.
father. I can't win. You don't know how much trouble I've had. How many times have I been on the verge of death?.
“Is there something you want??”
“Since what you are giving is tool-free, it would be fair to receive it without tools. In my opinion, it would be nice to learn the Nine Fire Magic Gong, but that seems difficult, so I want to take the Heavenly Demon Protection God Gong (天魔護身功) as a regret..”
There was silence for a moment..
Cheonma Self-Defense Gong is literally a self-defense technique that protects the body, and was a martial art taught only to Cheonma..
“Not possible)!”
“This is Poongsinsabo. Strictly speaking, this is a business where I lose money..”
“Only the Heavenly Demon and his successors can learn the Heavenly Demon Defense Technique..”
“You can teach me secretly. Anyway, the Heavenly Demon Protector is a martial art that is activated so that it never shows up, so others will never know..”
It was a martial art that was never known to the outside world..
I could feel my father’s concern. If you show a straight face, get angry, and put pressure on me, I will eventually have to tell you. But my father didn't do that. father was father.
Anyway, in my situation, it was a martial arts skill that I absolutely had to obtain. If you learn the Heavenly Demon Defense, you gain one more life..
“Please think about it and send us a message..”
I bowed politely and was about to turn around when I heard my father's voice..
“Instead, Poongsinsabo comes first..”
Surprisingly, my father decided to teach me the Cheonma Defense God technique..
You really teach me the Heavenly Demon Defense Technique.?
I thought maybe my father wanted me to be his successor. Or is it because he's going to die dealing with the Palmazons anyway, so he doesn't care??
“great.”
“Why are you willingly accepting it? I may only receive the Pungshinsabo and not tell you..”
“At least you're not the kind of person who would do something embarrassing in front of your son..”
A sneer crossed my father's lips. The fact that I even used the expression “embarrassing” was the best I could do. How can my father not know my inner thoughts??
‘I'm sorry, father. But I can't just hand over the Wind God Newspaper.?’
Fortunately, my father's reaction wasn't that bad. Because he is the kind of person who would value receiving compensation in this way more highly than foolishly offering his martial arts skills..
“good night. Please let me know.”
“yes.”
I told my father about the fate of Pungsinsabo..
My father quietly closed his eyes and remembered the old sayings..
When three o'clock had passed, my father began to unfold the Pungshinsabo..
I watched it without blinking..
The Pungshinsabo that my father unfolded was the same as the one I unfolded, but it was also different..
My father seemed to be saying this.
I interpret this martial art like this.
I imprinted my father's Pungshinsabo in my mind without missing a single movement. I don't mean to imitate this. What parts are different from me and why? This is because we know that the level of martial arts is determined by how we interpret the subtle differences..
After finishing the food, my father quietly thought about it..
I, too, fell into deep meditation while comparing the Winds and Newspapers that my father had just opened and the Winds and Records of the Winds that I had just opened..
i have to learn.
My father’s attitude toward martial arts. The way the best think and the depth of interpretation.
Eventually, my father woke up from meditation..
“It's a really good martial arts skill..”
If your father said you were a good martial artist, this was high praise..
“You can't swallow it, even if it's because of your guilty conscience.?”
My father snorted, but this time he was filled with satisfaction..
Now we have created the largest variable after regression.
Will Hwamugi be able to defeat his father, who has even mastered the Wind God Four Treasures??
Of course, I plan to kill Hwamu-gi, but delivering the Wind God Newspaper to my father was a kind of preparedness measure..
father kept his promise.
“From now on, I will teach you the Heavenly Demon Defense technique. I'll only say it once, so memorize it well..”
Before hearing the prayers, I sat cross-legged in my seat..
Because my father will only say it once, I try to memorize it with my body rather than with my head. Unless you're an expert like me, you shouldn't try this..
My father began to teach me the martial art of the Heavenly Demon Tiger..
“Gently move your bet from Myeongmunhyeol to Xinyu, Jisil, and Weiyu. The true energy at this time should be as light as snow falling on a blade of grass. Speed is important, from metaphors, to liver oils, to fathoms. Walk, run, increase your speed as if you were flying lightly, and when you reach Shinju, Pungmun, and Gokwon, pour down with force like a waterfall.…….”
The rescue was obviously difficult from the beginning. The level of difficulty is truly extreme. My heart was really pounding as I moved my spirit according to the rules. I felt resentful of my father for not stopping me from running the district myself even though I knew it was such a difficult district..
Naturally, several crises arose. I overcame small crises well, but faced a major crisis towards the end..
In an instant, the true energy flowed back and the blood vessels surged as if they were about to explode. The tense blood vessels felt as if they might burst at any moment. If I hadn't strengthened my blood vessels with the celiac vein strengthening technique before, I would have definitely suffered serious internal injuries..
‘Learning the art of strengthening the heavenly veins was a plan for today. Then I won't die today!’
At the edge of the cliff, where fire, internal injuries, and death were waiting for me if I fell, I became the embodiment of positivity and fought back..
And I believed.
I am not destined to die while learning martial arts from my father..
Did my faith work??
The excitement that had been running wild like a wild horse subsided. The internal power flowed along the bloodstream where it was supposed to go, and after overcoming the critical moment, I was able to complete the last part of the Cheonma Defense God Art..
“Whoa whoa.”
I took a long breath and slowly opened my eyes..
My father was standing at the large window of Cheonmajeon, looking out..
Did you know that I was in such a big crisis??
If I had fallen into a coin trap, would you have helped me??
I couldn't be sure of anything until I heard the words from my father's mouth, 'From now on, you will be the next millionaire.'.
Whether he knew how I felt or not, my father looked out the window and talked about the greatness of the Heavenly Demon Guardian God..
“When life comes to a critical point, the Heavenly Demon Defense God Technique is activated on its own. In the future, if the God of Heavenly Demon Defense becomes a great success, you will never die..”
The moment I heard that, a question came to my mind.
‘But why did your father die??’
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