Chapter 143 Family Harmony Brings All Success (4)

After meeting Yang Su-rin.

For a while, I think I was a bit dazed.

It would be correct to say it is a truly rare case for me, who always looked ahead at the political situation with a cool-headed and rational view and arranged the future.

Perhaps Yang Su-rin’s unexpected sincerity slightly melted my heart, which I thought had hardened.

To that extent, the appearance Yang Su-rin showed that day was sincerity with no room for doubt.

‘Why?’

Objectively evaluating, I know the fact that my discernment is exceptional.

It is because it is discernment learned directly from the rare giant called Chwipung-gae and refined through over ten years of application.

Since my keen insight was added to the secrets of the Beggar’s Gang, the essence of intelligence groups, this would be an undoubted truth.

However…….

-Just, I mean please think about it once. I wanted to say those words.

Even with such discernment of mine, I cannot understand the sentiment of Yang Su-rin who said those words.

Since I am not a half-wit, I don’t mean that I don’t know the emotions seeped into those words and the hidden implications.

However, it would be correct to say that I cannot understand at all the reason why the person named Yang Su-rin came to harbor such a heart.

Furthermore, it would be truly correct to say I don’t know exactly my emotions hearing Yang Su-rin’s words.

Just like Dancheon Myeong before the regression, I have become a person full of things I don’t know.

That fact was quite unfamiliar.

“I’m coming.”

“Come.”

When the head is complicated, moving the body can be said to be the best.

It was because I knew well from experience the fact that if one starts holding onto one worry and dragging it out, one gets buried in it.

I know the fact that buried thoughts are bound to become narrow, and narrow vision is bound to derive narrow conclusions.

At times like this, distancing oneself from the problem would be the wise measure, so I intend to distance myself from that question for the time being.

Since I decided on the method as the sharing and exploration of Martial Arts, it was a truly constructive decision.

Jjeong!

Brother Chun-baek’s Sword Flux roughly struck my Formless Sword.

As if burning away the thoughts cluttering my head, Brother Chun-baek’s Martial Arts stood solely before me.

“Brother Chun-baek, you seem a bit rough today.”

I know the fact that Brother Chun-baek’s sword technique originally emphasizes efficiency and formality.

If we take off the name of a wanderer and look, it means Brother Chun-baek’s sword technique truly embraces the two words of practicality and elegance wholly.

However, Brother Chun-baek’s sword strike just now, if I were to use a metaphor, truly resembled a wanderer’s sword.

I said it was rough, but perhaps that kind of sword strike might be the essence of sword technique.

Originally, if a lower hand moves like raw meat, it looks unsightly, but for a master of the rising realm, raw meat can be said to be a word replacing essence or origin.

It is because the foundation is solid.

Because the foundation is solid, variation is possible, and because variation is possible, one can reversely reach the root again.

Borrowing the expression of Wudang, that is probably because it is also the Way.

Evaluating it, Brother Chun-baek’s sword technique was advancing towards the root.

“I am trying various attempts because I want to break the mold.”

“Very good.”

At my answer, Brother Chun-baek smiled satisfactorily.

It would be because he knows that my words right now are truth containing absolutely no pretense.

“Since you evaluate it so, it gives me strength.”

“It is overpraise.”

Originally, Martial Arts that reached the rising realm would be like a vast ocean.

It is because knowing the fact that one can stretch out anywhere, there are many who cannot go anywhere.

If one steps in the wrong direction by mistake, one might go a long way around, and in severe cases, it is because regression is also possible.

Calling this fear differently, it is Inner Demons.

Eventually, one finds the way in the master’s footsteps and moves forward step by step with one’s conviction and realization as a milestone, but how can a person always be firm and solid?

Acknowledgment received from others whom oneself respects, that also would be a method to make one’s conviction solid.

It can be said to be the reason why we always exchange martial arts with each other, and the reason why Brother Chun-baek is satisfied right now.

Since his conviction that his path is right has become a little more solid, I hope Brother Chun-baek’s steps moving forward become even more steadfast.

“Today, try coming with that feeling.”

“I was…….”

Jjeong-!

“Planning to do so anyway.”

Brother Chun-baek thrust a sword strike in the middle of the conversation, unlike him.

“Haha.”

Because that appearance was somehow welcome, I could laugh clearly.

“Indeed, Wanderer Sword Lee Chun-baek.”

“It is overpraise.”

This also would be raw meat for Brother Chun-baek, that is, a new attempt.

Since breaking the form is sometimes important even for a martial artist who emphasizes form and formula, clearly, there will be a clue to new realization at the end of the path Brother Chun-baek walks now.

“This time I will go.”

Huung-

“Ik!”

“It will be difficult to keep dodging.”

“That much…….”

Jjeong-!

“I know.”

With a posture more unconventional than usual, we could freely share swords.

After that, we swung only swords without opening our mouths, but it should be evaluated correctly as a time sharing truly many conversations.

Half a double-hour passed like that.

Not aiming for each other’s vital points but solely exploring Martial Arts, the time that could truly be called a duel came to an end.

“Huu-”

Perhaps because he wielded the sword with a mechanism different from usual, I left behind Brother Chun-baek who was organizing his breathing exceptionally steeply.

It is because a consecutive battle with my brother, Dancheon Hak, is scheduled.

“Brother, I’m coming.”

“Questions and answers are useless!”

As if not allowing my first attack, Dancheon Hak threw his body nimbly and rushed in.

Jjeong-!

A shockwave not lacking compared to what I shared with Brother Chun-baek rang the training ground.

“Brother, I have something I’m curious about.”

“Hmph. What is it?”

“You always start gallantly saying questions and answers are useless, but why do you talk so much during the duel?”

“……Questions and answers are useless!”

Jjeong!

It would be correct to evaluate Brother Dancheon Hak as someone I truly understand yet don’t understand.

Like that, another half a double-hour.

“……You bastard, huuk, again, huuk, changed.”

Brother Dancheon Hak’s hair, which is always tidy, was disheveled.

His capacity was long exhausted, but it could be seen as a result of enduring stubbornly.

Guessing, it seemed clear that Brother Dancheon Hak cared about the time the duel between Brother Chun-baek and me proceeded.

Since competitive spirit is the driving force of development, this also would be a welcome thing.

Additionally, although I expressed it as enduring stubbornly, since my sword has absolutely never gone easy on Brother’s circumstances, it would be proof that the learning Dancheon Hak obtained at Wudang is immense.

That is that, and Brother Dancheon Hak always used to talk about my changes.

“Brother.”

“What?”

“Which part of me changed?”

Perhaps the one who knows me better than myself might be Brother Dancheon Hak, so I asked.

Could this not also be a clue to realization?

“Hmph, if you know that, would I lose to you bastard?”

“Um…….”

It would be correct to express that Dancheon Hak did Dancheon Hak.

“Brother too.”

“What?”

“Brother also changed a lot. In a good way, I mean.”

Those who truly changed would be Brother Chun-baek and Dancheon Hak.

Sharing swords directly, it is because I understand the fact that they did not spend the month at Wudang in vain.

“Hmph! Do not evaluate me, you bastard!”

“…….”

I should have smacked him a few more times during the duel.

No. Since we will duel again tomorrow, accumulating it wouldn’t be bad either.

* * *

One of the good things about reaching the Rising Realm is that managing stamina is easy.

Actually, there is nothing to manage.

It is because stamina became infinitely good.

Masters who reached the Realm of Harmony or higher are especially like that; it is because Qi assists the supremely trained body, and the expanded Spirit encompasses the martial arts entirely.

Even a standard master who rose to the Rising Realm possesses inexhaustible stamina, so what need is there to mention my stamina, having taken all sorts of unparalleled elixirs and even learned the Healing Sage’s Mind Cultivation Art?

Unless dealing with a great enemy like the Heavenly Demon or struggling to cause a natural disaster by myself, it would be correct to see that there is no case where stamina is depleted now.

Huung- Spot- Spot!

Since there is no rise and fall in stamina, the Formless Sword held in my hand embroidered the empty air, sometimes fiercely, sometimes ferociously, sometimes quickly, sometimes fluttering.

Usually, one would cite the ability to constantly train martial arts as an advantage of having good stamina, but currently, I would pick the point that I can exclude distractions as the best advantage.

It is because moving the body is originally the best method to relieve complex thoughts.

Of course, it wasn’t that I was still organizing my thoughts about Yang Su-rin until now.

It is because my nature itself does not prefer dwelling on the past.

Right now I was thinking about the future.

To be precise, it would be correct to see that I am worrying about ‘the present for moving towards the future.’

Huung- Spot!

Realization is like that.

It clearly seems visible, but it is not visible. It seems like I can catch its tail, but it is not caught.

Although it is clear that Sword Emperor Wuji’s Martial Arts reached me as a miraculous encounter, I don’t know exactly what it is yet.

It was also the reason why I, who had long achieved complete mastery of the Dancheon Sword Art, was continuously swinging the sword instead of doing image training.

Like that, a long time passed.

“Take it easy.”

A welcome voice was heard behind me, who was dancing continuously.

It was the voice of Uncle Yeo Baek, with whom I couldn’t share swords today because the clan’s affairs were busy.

“Uncle.”

Since my Sword Path had already reached a mysterious realm, I could instantly gather my momentum and sheath the sword.

I could capture two emotions in Uncle Yeo Baek’s gaze facing me.

Gladness and concern.

Gladness would be because he met me, but I don’t know why he is making a concerned expression.

“Myeong-ah.”

“Yes.”

“What is so urgent?”

“Pardon?”

The gladness was an emotion directed at me, and it seems the concern was also an emotion directed at me.

“I know the fact that your realm has long reached the heavens. Even when you duel with me these days, don’t you not show mercy in your hand techniques?”

“No.”

“No, my foot.”

Uncle Yeo Baek, who smiled dryly, continued his words.

“I wouldn’t be of the rank to give you teachings anymore. However, what weighs on my mind is that urgency is read in your sword and conduct.”

“……Ah.”

Listening to his words, I understand.

Certainly, I think I was like that recently.

Taking a step towards the unknown unexplored land called the Sixth Stage Body Reformation, I must have developed impatience without realizing it.

“I will keep it in mind.”

“No need to go as far as keeping it in mind.”

As if he had poured out everything he had to say, Uncle Yeo Baek laughed heartily.

It means he returned to Uncle’s natural appearance of leading the family with gentleness and cheerfulness recently.

“Thank you for the teaching, Uncle.”

“What teaching.”

It wasn’t a formal greeting.

I truly thought his words were correct.

Knowing with reason that being urgent does no good, yet it is because acting on it is not easy.

Originally, realization becomes a clue to break down walls, but giving small changes in daily life should also be seen as realization.

In that sense, I sought realization from Uncle Yeo Baek again just now.

Since this was my Inner Demon that even Sword Emperor Wuji Jin-in failed to capture, I realize anew the fact that teaching is not just limited to the realm of martial arts.

Although I ended up seeking learning from many people unintentionally, it is correct to count Uncle Yeo Baek as my true first master.

“So why did you call me?”

Whether my sincerity was conveyed well, Uncle Yeo Baek, who smiled satisfactorily, asked.

Right.

Uncle Yeo Baek did not accidentally watch my training.

I was the one who called him here.

“Uncle.”

“Why?”

“Who do you trust the most?”

“Hm?”

It was to talk about trust.

Not the conviction spoken of by Sword Emperor Wuji Jin-in, but the trust between person and person.

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