Absolute Sword Sense - Chapter 255

[Episode 84: Strange Lotus (3)]

“Did you say he was called Geomseon in the secular world? “Murim people like to be called by their nicknames, right?”

Ahhh!

Now I know who the cruiser is.

It was the name of Geomseon.

So, did you realize that what you said was the Master’s Way was not the Igieo Sword, but the power of the Jade Sword?

Even the Eight Great Masters and the villains did not recognize this.

Now that I think about it, this woman spoke as if Geomseon was her teacher.

Do we even respect him for being such a fable?

“…Who the hell are you?”

“me?”

The woman chuckled, then grabbed me and spoke confidently.

“me. “Yeo Yang-seon, Sun Yang-ja’s second official disciple.”

“Official second disciple?”

I don’t know what this means.

He speaks as if he were a living student of Geomseon.

If this woman, who identified herself as Yeoyang-seon, had really followed Geom-seon’s progress, she would have obtained the third and final Jibo.

But being the second child and all, does that mean that there is someone other than her who has followed the progress of the inspection process?

While I was wondering, she said.

“The fact that you came this far means that you came to the fuse to leave this world after receiving a call. Now, are you going to reveal your true identity?”

“Identity?”

“okay. “Don’t you need to know whether they are alumni in order to organize your genealogy?”

This woman is funnier than I thought.

I think this is my first time seeing a woman with such diverse facial expressions.

-What are you going to do? Unhui.

It has never been revealed that progress has been made in the inspection.

The reason was that if the progress of Geomseon, who was said to be the best swordsman in martial arts, was made, the impact it would have would be tremendous.

However, if this woman named Yeoyang-seon also followed the progress of Geom-seon, it would be better to reveal that I, too, am a descendant of Geom-seon, rather than trying to hide it.

So I grabbed her and said,

“My name is Sounhwi, who followed the progress of the elder Geomseon.”

There’s no need to say that progress was made two by two, right?

If you scratch it for no reason, you will only end up with flakes.

In response to my words, the woman who identified herself as Yeo Yang-seon said yes and put the sword she had drawn back into its sheath.

Then he muttered softly.

“I am indeed. The teacher is also very nice. If there are other disciples, they will tell you that there are. “If you hide it for no reason, it’s natural that the death penalty will be met with heat.”

What on earth are you talking about?

While I was puzzled, she turned to the monks around her and spoke in a polite voice.

“We would like to apologize to monks of other lineages for the inconvenience caused by our alumni.”

At her words, the monks grumbled as they supported the fallen.

“It would be great if you had told me sooner.”

“It was somewhat like a monster…”

“That’s enough. Let’s go to the cabal. Anyway, the genealogy over there is so mischievous.”

Yeo Yang-seon lowered her head with a smile on her face as she continued to take her arms.

When the monks left, she approached me and said:

“How long have you been training?”

Are you asking how much you have practiced after obtaining the knowledge of swordsmanship?

I don’t know if I should consider this as a standard for polishing, which is different from martial arts polishing.

She said, wondering what she should say.

“I have been practicing under Master for about fifty years. If you were taught a skill that even the death penalty could not learn from your teacher, you would have trained for at least a hundred years, right? Will there be a death penalty again? “Ugh.”

‘!?’

Fifty years?

Did I mention that this woman has been practicing for fifty years?

No matter how much I looked at his face, he only seemed to be around 20 years old at most.

So, it was thought that she was a martial artist comparable to Baek Hye-hyang.

“Fifty years? “So your tax revenue was sixty or seventy?”

“If you received a gold medal from Master, you would be much older than me. Why are you so surprised?”

“What do you mean? I’m twenty-two now…”

“What?”

Before I could finish speaking, Yeo Yang-seon’s eyes widened.

She said as if she couldn’t understand.

“no. So you’re saying that he taught you such incredible skills even though he only learned it for a few years? This is really too much. “I shouldn’t be concerned about the death penalty, but I should also be concerned about it.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

They’re just saying things that I can’t understand.

I should also mind my own business.

“Sojeo….”

“You! “If you’ve only trained for a few years, you should call me a sister.”

“private residence?”

“oh. Then it’s your sister’s house. Samani? “Even though I look so young and pretty, I have studied under my teacher for decades longer than you. What is Sojeo?”

‘…….’

Are you trying to organize your genealogy in the meantime?

She said smiling broadly at me.

“ruler. Give it a try. private residence.”

Something looks very enjoyable.

The way he speaks sounds like he is happy to have someone under him.

-Just guess. Unhui.

If he made progress in the examination much before me, it would not be wrong to treat him as my sister-in-law.

I said while sighing.

“That’s what I’ll call it.”

“private residence!”

“I understand….”

“Sister!”

“……private residence. Now that white face….”

– Tight!

“Whoop!”

At that time, Yeo Yang-seon hugged me tightly without warning.

“Kyaa! I also have a priest under me. “My life as the youngest is over.”

It feels like my face will be crushed by her chest.

I didn’t realize it because my clothes were fluttering around, but my breasts were much bigger than I thought.

I was embarrassed to have my face buried there, so I quickly pushed her away.

“Stop it. Men and women are different, but….”

“Oh my. Are you feeling shy too? “Our priest is cute.”

She said to me with a grin.

It’s a strange feeling because it feels like I’m being treated like a child.

I calmed my expression and spoke to her.

“Okay, now tell me where that man is. “That dagger is very precious to me.”

Sodamgeom is like family to me and a keepsake of my mother.

I couldn’t lose a guy like that to someone else.

At my words, Yeoyang-seon smiled and said.

“It seems like a precious dagger. But the priest. “Are you sure you know that the white-faced man you’re talking about deserves the death penalty?”

“execution?”

“okay. It’s the death penalty. No, now I have to call him Ambassador. Anyway, are you saying that because you’re afraid the Grand Master might break the priest’s dagger? “I guess so.”

Yeo Yang-seon called herself the second disciple.

If you say so, it seems that the person named Sang-hyeong is the one who learned the third treasure of swordsmanship first.

Well, I thought that he must not have been an ordinary person if he could forcibly drag Sodamgeom, who was flying like a prisoner, into the void.

It is truly an unfortunate incident.

I came into the foggy forest by chance and met people who have learned the third treasure.

However, just like the Taoist monks, everything here is unusual, from the scenery that looks like a Mureungdowon to the harmony of the sudden change of day and night.

I was curious as to why, but Sodamgeom came first.

“Let me meet him first.”

“It seems quite urgent. “Well, I was planning to go to my teacher anyway.”

“Are you going to see Master? “Is that person at the shrine of Elder Geomseon?”

Yeo Yang-seon twitched her lips at my question.

Then he suddenly burst into laughter.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. A shrine? What are you talking about. Anyone who sees it will think that Master once practiced deungseon.”

“…What on earth does that mean?”

A subtle sense of heterogeneity that I felt in the conversation earlier.

Geomseon was known to have attained enlightenment over 600 years ago, and didn’t he even meet and talk with Baek, who could be said to be his soul?

But now she is talking as if Geomseon is alive.

“What do you mean? “Master is in Sunyangjeon over there, but the shrine is rather blasphemous.”

She laughed as if her belly button was going to fall out.

I can’t understand the English text.

When I looked at the place pointed to by Yeo Yang-seon, I saw Sunyang-jeon (純陽殿) written in large letters on the façade of a building that appeared to be a temple.

‘Geomseon…is alive?’

* * *

I followed the Yeoyang Line and entered Sunyangjeon’s building.

On the first floor of the building was the main hall, and in front of a large statue of the Prime Minister, about twenty young Taoists were memorizing sutras.

The atmosphere was quite solemn.

Yeo Yang-seon put her index finger to her mouth and pretended to tell me to be quiet.

As I followed her across the side of Daejeon, the stairs leading to the second floor appeared.

I went up the stairs, passed straight through the second floor, and went up to the top of the third floor.

When I went up to the third floor, I saw a place where the entire wall had been covered with weatherproof paper, and in front of it was a hunched old man writing like a scribe.

Yeo Yang-seon bowed her waist in an L shape and greeted him.

“Sasuk.”

“Yangseon is here. “Eat a piece of sugar and go.”

An old man with a bent back gently pushed the multi-colored confectionery placed in a bowl on the desk.

At this, Yeo Yang-seon shook her head and said.

“No. “I came to see you, Master, but the death penalty is also inside, right?”

“That’s right. “But it seems a bit difficult to get in now.”

“Ah… I guess I’m in a bad mood.”

The old man shook his head and said.

“Looking at those two, it reminds me of the old days when my brother was under my master. But what about this young fellow who came into Sungyangjeon without wearing a uniform?”

It was an old man who finally showed interest in me.

When I tried to take the gun and say hello, Yeo Yang-seon spoke first.

“iced coffee. “I am a disciple whom the Master secretly recruited.”

“Are you collecting it secretly?”

“yes. “Seeing as he has learned the master’s way, he must be an official disciple.”

“Huh? okay?”

The old man looked at me with interest and nodded slightly.

In response, I also took the gun and bowed my head slightly.

“I guess there was a reason why you were excited.”

Yeo Yang-seon said with a bright smile.

“This is the end of these two priests’ tiresome teasing. what.”

She’s acting like I really am a priest.

I think all my questions will be answered if I go inside.

If Geomseon is alive as Yeoyangseon said, it would be truly amazing.

At that time, a shouting sound was heard outside the weather strip.

-Goyan guy. Is that what you said about coming and doing it?

‘!?’

For a moment, I couldn’t believe my ears.

This voice was definitely Geomseon’s.

It was the same voice I heard every time I encountered it in the world of imagination or opened a new star in the Big Dipper.

What was different was the anger in his voice.

While I was getting angry, Yeo Yang-seon giggled and spoke to me as if it was something that happened all the time.

“Did you see it? Priests. “Why are you trying to bring Master, who is alive and well, to the shrine?”

Rather than listening to her words, I listened more closely to the voice beyond the weather strip.

The voice was so loud that I could hear it clearly when I trained my hearing.

-The imperial family’s oppression is leading to the tragic death of the poor people. How can we just watch this?

This voice.

It must be his.

He is the one who took the Sodam sword.

“As each day goes by, your execution is truly amazing.”

“Master, I have an innate talent for increasing wrinkles.”

I want to go inside, but do I have to wait?

The voice of the person carrying the Sodam sword was heard from inside the door paper.

-Do you think that will be the end after suppressing the Wulin people? no. That ambitious person will also target hidden Daoists like us.

-Huh. How can they find us? This place…

-Are you going to overlook the Mosan faction?

what?

Did you say you were a Mosan faction?

I don’t know why he mentioned the extinct Mosan faction.

It makes your ears prick up even more.

-Why are you mentioning them?

-It has to be mentioned. Didn’t many teachers invite you to the fuse because they said you were making fun of the dead?

-The path they pursue is different from ours in the first place. But how can we be together?

-Do you mean to say that the arrows of resentment are directed at Moorim and us? What would you do if the Mosan faction even joined hands with that person?

As I listen to the conversation, I become more and more confused.

The story is being told as if the Mosan sect, which disappeared a long time ago, still exists.

Or is the Mosan faction still continuing its legacy?

-ha. Stop it now. How does it get worse the further you go? Imitate your priest at least a little. This guy, who should be more disciplined, has such regrets about the world.

-Didn’t Master and Sabaek do that in the past? If you do more than me, you will do more.

-Huh. So, don’t you know what happened to your four hundred? Is that what you want to become too?

-…….

It was filled with silence for a moment.

Yeo Yang-seon and the hunched old man were also licking their lips as if they were concentrating on the voice coming from inside just like me.

Soon the voice came again.

-Aren’t you planning on doing that anyway? Master, haven’t you already erased me from your mind?

-How can you do that…

-Otherwise, there is no way you would not acknowledge my relationship with Lady Yeo.

-How can you say that a Taoist admits to being obsessed with such worldly relationships? You really haven’t come to your senses. Just go back and face the wall at Hwapyeongam….

-No. I can’t back out.

-what?

The conversation between the two was becoming more intense.

It feels like it’s going to extremes to say that this is something that happens all the time.

Yeo Yang-seon, who was smiling just a moment ago, also had a dark expression on her face.

-If Master really thought of me as the successor to the Buddhist teachings, he would not have taken in disciples like this. What does this look like?

-What was that dagger?

dagger?

Could it be that he is showing Sodam Sword?

I flinched without realizing it and tried to jump forward, but Yeo Yang-seon grabbed my arm.

“wait. Priests.”

At her words, I exhaled and stopped.

Voices continued to be heard from inside the weather strip.

-Can’t you read it yourself, Master?

-How can you communicate when you are forcibly suppressing the energy of the sword?

-…….Was I that unreliable? Is it so wrong to worry about the people who fell into a ricochet and the masters and executioners of the fuse?

-Kyeong-jeong…

-I’m asking why you don’t give me a chance!

-I’m always giving you opportunities.

-no. But how can I pass on your teachings to someone other than me, who has served you for over 70 years?

-To whom does Nobu teach the Tao? What on earth are you talking about? Thoughts have taken hold of you. come here.

-Would you say that even after seeing this?

-bang!

At that moment, the weather strip door was torn open.

In front of the shattered area, a young man with a pale face was seen holding out his palm towards this place.

Behind the young man, an old man in a pure white robe with a whirlwind hat was turning his head towards this place with his back turned and frowning.

‘Search!’

I couldn’t help but widen my eyes.

There really was a sword inside.

He also looks a little younger and fairer than when he looked in the image…

‘A little younger?’

If my eyes are not wrong, I am still an old man, but I feel like I look a little younger.

The hair is not completely white, but has some black hair mixed in.

A young man with a pale face said, pointing at me with his hand.

“How are you going to explain that person? “Aren’t you Master’s hidden disciple?”

Geomseon frowned at his words and said.

“……Nobu, I don’t know what you’re talking about. “Who is that person that came into the fuse?”

If you look at Geomseon’s expression, it looks like he doesn’t really know me.

You saw it in your mind, but you don’t know me?

Or what on earth is that sword line I’m looking at right now?

“execution. Stop it now. “This is not worthy of the death penalty.”

Yeo Yang-seon took a step forward and spoke to the pale-faced young man.

Nevertheless, the young man did not even dream.

Instead, he turned his gaze to Geomseon and said as if he was shocked.

“under! You’re being pretentious until the end. If you are not a disciple, how can you use this dagger….”

-Whoop!

It was before he even finished speaking.

Before I knew it, I had narrowed my focus to the young man and grabbed his wrist, which was holding the Sodam sword.

The young man turned his head to me with a horribly distorted face.

“What is this?”

I spoke to him in a cold voice.

“You’re proud of the topic of stealing someone else’s.”

“Steal? Ha!”

The power in his hands gradually increased.

It seems like I’m trying to use aerodynamic force to bounce it off, but is it that easy?

I also increased my strength.

-Purrrrr!

His and my hands were shaking at the same time.

‘!?’

Instead of resisting, the hand he was holding couldn’t be released, and the guy’s eyes gradually narrowed as he looked at me.

I warned the young man in a low tone.

“If you want to play with chopsticks, it would be better to let go of Sodam Sword.”

ⓒ Hanzhongwolya